Vampire mood

The pain leaves the traces,
There's no way to hide,
Let's join to the races,
Let's take a small ride.

You're seeing me coming,
Breathing into your neck,
You give me false odors,
You give me false tracks.

But I have a third eye,
For someone's soft spot,
Don't panic, my sweetheart,
You'll love it a lot.

Surrender, my dear,
And give me a kiss,
The death is a gate
To the ultimate bliss.
 
05.09.16


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