Though my body lies still and lifeless
in this ancient crypt yet shall I arise
to take my vengeance upon the living.
For they have become fearful cattle meant
to slake my wicked thirst forever more.
I shall ride silently upon the wings of
bats in darkest night slaying the living
with my great bloody sword of hatred and
blood lust. And as I drink deeply of their
warm life's blood they shall finally know the
cruelness of this vampire's evil delight.
Donavon Scott Vinson