Ballard of the Vampire

By: Gray Angel

Hunger, it consumes my body,

Hunger, it consumes my mind,

Hunger, it consumes my heart,

Hunger, it consumes my soul.

Feed on the flesh.

Feed on the living,

Feed on the warm blood.

Dead we are not.

Living we are not.

Breathing we do not.

Hunger, it consumes everything…

Stalk the night.

Stalk the prey.

Rest in the day.

Hunters become the hunted.

Let the nightfall!

Let the hunt begin!

Stop us you can not!