Vampire Lullaby
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Vampire Lullaby
Breath in deep,
And feel no air.
Kill the stranger,
With out a care.
A crime of passion,
Becomes art form.
This terrible beast into,
What we transform.
Upon the night,
Erotic it seems.
To reach into,
My victims dreams.
To see their past momentarily,
And hold them in death temporarily.
Lestat de lioncourt. All rights reserved.
And feel no air.
Kill the stranger,
With out a care.
A crime of passion,
Becomes art form.
This terrible beast into,
What we transform.
Upon the night,
Erotic it seems.
To reach into,
My victims dreams.
To see their past momentarily,
And hold them in death temporarily.
Lestat de lioncourt. All rights reserved.
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