Though my body lies lifeless,rotting and still
in this web strewn ancient crypt someday soon
I shall arise to extract my terrible vengeance
upon the living. For they have become the fearful
cattle meant to forever more slake my wicked thirst.
In the stillness of the darkest night shall I
ride upon silent bats wings viciously slaying
the living with my bloody sword of hatred and
blood lust. And as I joyously drink deeply of their
warm life's blood they shall at last know the
cruelness of this horrific vampire's evil delight.
Donavon Scott Vinson