Can you breathe any longer?
Can you suffer another minute longer?
Breathless night
Not a amusing sight
Looking what needs to be done
Breaking the back bone
Seeing those lifeless eyes
Ripping through all the lies
Look at me
Through the misery you see
What you have done to me
I’ll let you never be
Blood oozes along my mug
Squashing me like a bug
You never fall
Deciding the next call
Death is in the bank
Sipping, to drank
Flesh of the night
A vampire in sight
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