Waking hours of the night.
Calling me after just one bite.
You brought me to this, made me who I am.
Day light comes no more.
Only the darkness of the night.
I walk down the street,to the local feed.
I see the lost souls, walking down the street,
I see the Damned, walking with me.
Clouds clear to reveal the moon.
As bats fly across the sky.
With every breath, the craving for blood gets stronger.
The willing need to kill.
 
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