Blue is the blood that gives you life and runs within your veins
Red is the blood pool on the floor, upon my hands it stains.
Black is the heart that pumps the blood it beats always true.
Red is the blood upon my lips as I feel it drain from you.
~Mason, "HEART BEAT"
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Her lips were red, her looks were free
Her locks were as yellow as gold,
Her skin was as white as leprosy.
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold.
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge
It's the jewel of victory
The chasm of misery
And once you have bitten the core
You will always know the flavor
The split second of divinity
-Faith No More, "The Real Thing"
But first, on earth as vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent;
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race.
-Lord Byron
IMMORTAL KISS
by: Iron Raven
A girl of the night
She is so very white
Pale as death
Alone she was left
So very alone, to die
In her own blood to lie
Chorus
The kiss of immortality
Shouldn’t be taken lightly
Its something to savor
Like the life blood’s flavor
She did beg to die
That she won’t deny
Though her heart ceased to beat
By some unreal feat
She continued to live
Chorus
Thriving on the blood of others
Snatching children from their mothers
Causing them to mourn
Heavy burdens to be borne
A predator forever
Chorus
A creature of the night
Never again to see the light
A tormented lost soul
Her heart an aching hole
She begs for a release
Chorus
This life she did not ask for
To cease her pain only brings more
Her fangs piercing flesh
Human blood sates the hunger best
She doesn’t waste a drop
Chorus
"The sun shall be turned to darkness and the moon to blood." -- Acts 2:20 (The Bible)
"Lovely girl, you're the murder in my world, dressing coffins for the souls I've left to die." -- Smashing Pumpkins
If there is in this world a well attested account, it is that of the vampires. Nothing is lacking: official reports, affadavits of well known people, of surgeons, of priests, of magistrates; the judicial proof is most complete. And with all that, who is there who belives in vampires? Rousseau