It's driving me crazy
I need to feed
I'm craving
It's driving
Destruction
I prey on the weak
But i enjoy the strong
And strong is what i need
The weak struggle under me
But the strong welcome me
I must find what i need
Because i need more than to feed
I need him inside of me
So unsuspecting
By the end of the night
He'll be much like me
And he too, will have the need to feed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome poem, Guarded Heart... dark with a little bit of seduction.