Touching her hand
making sure she cries
Checking her pulse
making sure she dies
Catching the blood
in a blackened vial
Midnight birth
of a vampire child
Now Im a cripple
and now Im old
Now even summer
is dark and cold
Giving a lecture
on staying alive
Praising the life
of a vampire child
Tall and strong
on his throne of bones
Keeping his kingdom
of blood and stones
Dust beaten up
by a leather wing
Hail to the night
and the Vampire King!















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