Alone in the blackness of the night
Hungry for human affection
The vampire has it's prey in sight
He despises life; the human affliction

She's a pretty blond this time
As he stalks her, he imagines her taste
Salty, sweet, perhaps a hint of lime?
As his blood-lust gets stronger, he makes haste

The time to attack is now, and so
He attacks her swiftly, coldly, silently
As he finishes, her head rolls low
He lays her gently, he doesn't do things violently

He dashes behind a bush at a sound
A brunette is walking his way, looks strong
He looks and sees no one else
As he emerges, he realizes something is wrong

The hunter is upon him quick as lightning
She jabs her knife straight through the heart
Satisfied, she's made the world less frightening
Something whizzes past her head, a dart?

Three vampires avenge their comrades death
Piercing her skin with their fangs
She slowly lets out one last breath

A constant battle between evil and good
Continuing on from centuries of vengeance
Centuries of determined spilled blood

How long will this war rage on?
What could it possibly take
For this war to be gone?

We will see...