Black Velvet Rose: Book of Thorns

Don't hate the Vampires,

they have only one hunger...

 

 

We humans,

we are the monsters...

We hunger for and desire

all that isunnecessary,

and unfulfilling... and hurtful.

 

 

There is a place...

The Vampire goes there willingly,

to rest... and rejuvenate.

 

 

We achieve this,

our final reward... we go reluctantly.

Placed in a box

that is placed in a tomb...

It is frightening... and it is just.

 

 

A Vampire wrath

of no escape...

A beating hell

for our eternal song...

 

 

A life entombed,

held by fears...

A dreaming nightmare

of the waking sun...

 

 

A stem of thorns

painted by scars...

Waiting for your soul

in tis tomb

of caressing soul...

 

 

A blackened coffin

laced with doubt...

A fire burning

In this...

Vampire Heart...

 

 

 

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