The Real Deal
Child of night
i shun the light
they see me anyway
theres no fighting it
Malevolence
understood
and it is goood
ill drink the blood i guess
Living death
so fabulous
emptiness
pale and lifeless
Magnetism
why and wondering how
their dreams of beauty
seeking glamour in power
Cruel yet sad
bold so bad
oblivious reluctant
soul of Vlad
Out of many call my name again
we'll catch a plane
ill learn Romanian
in Transylvania sustained
Romantic notions
of this beast in mind
but it is not as it seems
thy lust is truly blind
And u will find
that eternity
is a mocking riddle
as they bleed
Child of night
i shun the light
they
see
me
anyway
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