I am the reaper,
I go and steal peoples hopes and dreams
by bringing them death.
I care for no one, nothing.
I am death.
I hurt people around me.
I smile from their pain.
I collect peoples souls.
I tell them when their time’s up.
People plead with me to stay.
Tick-tock goes the clock on my wrist.
“Oh my, sorry,” I reply
as the clock stops…time’s up.

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feast it is for the eyes to see
elegance wreathed in darkness' weave
ambling out of a deep blue sea
riding the waves as a tumbling weed

frosty coolness upon its wake
electrifying chill so sharp yet vague
ample time though it leaves behind
rarely enough to save the blind

for it brings great pain in its wake
eating its way from the heart of jane or jake
an alterego to man or beast
reaping the courage with relative ease

following through to the end of the line
entering the realm of a dark divine
a purple haze, a foggy cloud
rocking the world inside out

finding its foothold in one and all
eldritch haunting overhaul
an overload of mental torture
roiling seas of despair in colour

feel it....
experience it....
and no matter what...
run not from it.....

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We're the Masters of the night, both in death and in glory on the deadliest of nights.
Mess with the Vampires of the darken night and you'll be sure to never again see the light..
You won't hear us when we come for you for your blood just like prey..

We're back again, we're on the night scene and when we strike be sure it will be swift, silent and deadly... When we strike it will be swift, silent and Vampire deadly...

We seek, we strike, we destroy, like sharpened fangs born to kill, for those of you who just can't understand, just stay out of our way in the deadliest of nights.. and stay out of our sight and just stay in the safety of the light...

To fear the lust for blood is to fear life and those who fear the blood, fear life and are already three parts dead....

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