HIS RAZOR SHARP CARESS

I MET A WICKED VAMPIRE
AND SOLD MY SOUL TO HIM
HE TOOK ME TO HIS SACRED ALTAR
AND LAY ME DOWN ON IT

LAYING FEARLESS ON THE ALTAR
HE RIP THE CLOTHES OF ME
I AM LONGING FOR HIS TENDER KISS
AND HIS RAZOR SHARP CARESS

HIS EYES ARE LIKE A CAT’S
BEAUTIFUL, DARK, AND FULL OF HATE
HIS BLOOD STAINED LIPS
DARK RED, WET , PURE LUST

HIS LONG, BLACK, STRAIGHT HAIR
HANGING FEATHERS IN HIS FACE
HIS BIG, VIGOROUS BODY
FULL OF SCARS AND COLD AS ICE

LAYING NAKED ON THE ALTER
I TURN MY HEAD TO EXPOSE MY NECK
I FEEL HIM BREATHING ON MY FACE
HI’S SALIVA DRIPPING IN MY NECK

MY FINAL MOMENT HAS ARRIVED
I AM GREETING IT WITH A SMILE
I AM SELLING MY PRECIOUS SOUL
TO BE AN IMMORTAL CREATURE OF THE NIGHT

HE PUT HIS ARM BEHIND MY BACK
AND GENTLY LIFT ME UP
Then with all passion, pleasure and delight
He bites and makes me an immortal creature of the night

Now I roam at night and sleep by day
In my coffin far away
far from daylights deadly beams
were I am nowhere to be seen

my eyes are like a cat’s
beautiful, dark and full of hate
I sold me soul to him… the great
to be an immortal creature of the night

By LADY ICANA

sitting here in sadness sorrow and my phisical pain sitting here cutting a way 2 my inner vains..