Ah the sound of revenge as blood pours from the enemy’s heart,
Into my wineglass like sweet red wine,
As the music sounds with laughter dark as the night sky,
As I take a drink and love the sweet taste of their blood,
As dark as bloods delight,
I am like Vlad Dracul,
a terror of the night and day,
As blood flows into my glass as I await the sweetest taste,
Of blood red wine in the day and the night,
For victims beware my lust for blood,
For I am everywhere,
I am the blood red sky and the lunar eclipse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem