Night`s Blood
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Travelling on gloomy and empty paths. Trying to stop my desperate hunger.
Sharp, long, white fangs glisten in the dark moonlight, seeking fulfillment.
A desire of the sweet nectar that fills thy soul.
A longing for the divine liquor that burn in thy veins.
A hunger for the taste of blood. Mesmerizing, yet urgent.
It pulses through the senses. It rushes through the veins.
This bitter-tasting substance, the essence of the living.
A wanderer in darkness searches for this sweetness,
a hunger in the soul...