Wind chuckles, stirring to unrest,
Those who dwell in Earth`s cold breast
Never shall be granted obliterating rest,
Those who bear the fetid Blood Crest.
...
Come to me you strangest love,
Flawed and sore like a one-winged dove.
Come to me, lead my heart,
Love me until the day we shall depart.
...
The Vampires
Wind chuckles, stirring to unrest,
Those who dwell in Earth`s cold breast
Never shall be granted obliterating rest,
Those who bear the fetid Blood Crest.
Vampire-their name, blood their cologne,
They wander earth with a pain filled groan
With night as their realm, Death they dethrone,
Leaving a mere name on a forever silent stone.