Pt 2 of the series. One day I felt like making a sequel to a standing work. |
Neon-lit city streets Nightlife ragged passion I pass unnoticed by the dregs Gliding amongst anxious souls of life Carrying their tricks to those they mean to prey upon I hear voices speak their nonsense I smell their blood pumping fierce Drifting among the littered streets I seek you to prey upon My eyes meet yours For a moment you see the Sun Blinding ray of seduction Entranced in your stride Your body sways Gliding without care On through the crowd A sweet face in neon light My vision like a hawk I always see your face With our eyes ever locked You advance to me Your heart beats calmly Your blood smells divine Be steady in my arms You will see the city tonight from far above As we glide through the air I drink from your veins Tasting the sweetness of your life Abating my hungers extreme Sun-lit city streets I never see outside of dreams My bed of soil and rotted wood is all I am now Severed from the life of my life My mother's red-stained eyes are all that remains of a memory once so strong My memories of life are smeared in blood Consumed by the hunger madness The lust to ravage man's living flesh Trapped forever in my skin-tight tomb of the undying Gliding silently on my wings High amongst the thin night clouds ~~April, 1998 |