unable to see the light of day
unable to touch the warmth of the sun
my curse has begun
...
i felt cold as a breeze escaped through my windows
i feel the night envelope my obsession
he thinks that i am afraid
for i cannot see his sultry stare
...
you took my heart
the season's already changing
you lead me there, into the coldest core of the night
...
it'll be you and me
up in the tree
and the forest will give us the answers
...
the earth shetters beneath thy feet
wasps hover to thy flesh's feast
in numbered days you shall rise
forsaken bodies is your prize
...
i dont know why you look the way you do
everytime i see you, my heart freezes i feel it turning blue
your gaze, your smile make my limbs react
...
i yank and struggle with the covers
i toss and turn beneath the sheets
i fluff and punch my pillows
just to feel comfortable when i sleep
...
dark and alone
i shiver in this dingy room
deprived of warmth, food and soul
night after night
...
well..nothing unusual here.. just your regular poet...)
Curse
unable to see the light of day
unable to touch the warmth of the sun
my curse has begun
on a blasphemus night i take the shape of man
devouring flesh of my flesh
blood of my vein
i have become an image of Caine
sweet surrender i give to my luccid thirst for crimson liquid
its warmth give strength to a body gone flaccid
darkness give youth to behold
endless deaths i had been bestowed
i prick thy flesh with unmatched passion
i will become your obsession
spread the curse that is a blessing
the nocturnal life is worth living