Upon the wings of bats she flies The seductress of the night For her blood and fear will start to rise But no one will put up a fight
With teeth white as snow And red lips that seem to glow Once a night when she's in need She'll spill an innocent blood and feed
Her hair is as dark as night Her eyes are crimson-red If you want to see her beauty you can, But you'll probably end up dead
At this hour tonight she's searching For another person to kill In the shadows she'll be lurching Until she gets her fill
A perfect kill has been found She creeps up without a sound Another life is slowly taken A man's eyes close to never awaken
Then she leaves with a bloody smirk To a place she'll hide from the day The body will be found but no one will care It's just more blood that was drained away.
phsycobeautiful · Fri Oct 13, 2006 @ 03:55am · 0 Comments |