The Code

Troubled night of these awkward times,

Full of mystery and glutony,

As the sun falls down off of the face of the earth,

The stars and moon light the path,

Infidelity roams the streets, searching for life,

This life of shadows and darkness beseaches us,

No knowledge or beliefe in the night,



We fear it for we cannot see,

I fear for what watches me,

In contempt with orgasmic pleasure,

This blood-thristy creature waits for us,

Beside itself with guilty and sin,

It uses us to feed and live with no remorse,

Loving us for our fragilty,

Wanting us for our seed,



This aroma of sensationalisim and quenching of thirst,

The hunter of mortals, fearing only discovery,

Hiding from the world to keep out of harm's way,

From damnation and a day,

It's claws push away from as it takes only the unnoticed,

Leaving behind little or no mess to be traced,

Finding happiness and peace only in killing,





Feeding until your time of death,

For taking too much will end their lives,

Greed is truely the last thing on their mind,

As they drain the very essence of your life,

Into them, gaining the knowledge and wisdom of the ages.

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