Le Vampire (The Vampire)
Toi qui, comme un coup de couteau,
Dans mon coeur plaintif es entrée;
Toi qui, forte comme un troupeau
De démons, vins, folle et parée,
De mon esprit humilié
Faire ton lit et ton domaine;
— Infâme à qui je suis lié
Comme le forçat à la chaîne,
Comme au jeu le joueur têtu,
Comme à la bouteille l'ivrogne,
Comme aux vermines la charogne
— Maudite, maudite sois-tu!
J'ai prié le glaive rapide
De conquérir ma liberté,
Et j'ai dit au poison perfide
De secourir ma lâcheté.
Hélas! le poison et le glaive
M'ont pris en dédain et m'ont dit:
«Tu n'es pas digne qu'on t'enlève
À ton esclavage maudit,
Imbécile! — de son empire
Si nos efforts te délivraient,
Tes baisers ressusciteraient
Le cadavre de ton vampire!»
The Vampire
You who, like the stab of a knife,
Entered my plaintive heart;
You who, strong as a herd
Of demons, came, ardent and adorned,
To make your bed and your domain
Of my humiliated mind
— Infamous bitch to whom I'm bound
Like the convict to his chain,
Like the stubborn gambler to the game,
Like the drunkard to his wine,
Like the maggots to the corpse,
— Accurst, accurst be you!
I begged the swift poniard
To gain for me my liberty,
I asked perfidious poison
To give aid to my cowardice.
Alas! both poison and the knife
Contemptuously said to me:
'You do not deserve to be freed
From your accursed slavery,
Fool! — if from her domination
Our efforts could deliver you,
Your kisses would resuscitate
The cadaver of your vampire!'
— Translated by William Aggeler
The Vampire
You, who like a dagger ploughed
Into my heart with deadly thrill:
You who, stronger than a crowd
Of demons, mad, and dressed to kill,
Of my dejected soul have made
Your bed, your lodging, and domain:
To whom I'm linked (Unseemly jade!)
As is a convict to his chain,
Or as the gamester to his dice,
Or as the drunkard to his dram,
Or as the carrion to its lice —
I curse you. Would my curse could damn!
I have besought the sudden blade
To win for me my freedom back.
Perfidious poison I have prayed
To help my cowardice. Alack!
Both poison and the sword disdained
My cowardice, and seemed to say
'You are not fit to be unchained
From your damned servitude. Away,
You imbecile! since if from her empire
We were to liberate the slave,
You'd raise the carrion of your vampire,
By your own kisses, from the grave.'
— Translated by Roy Campbell
The Vampire
Thou who abruptly as a knife
Didst come into my heart; thou who,
A demon horde into my life,
Didst enter, wildly dancing, through
The doorways of my sense unlatched
To make my spirit thy domain —
Harlot to whom I am attached
As convicts to the ball and chain,
As gamblers to the wheel's bright spell,
As drunkards to their raging thirst,
As corpses to their worms — accurst
Be thou! Oh, be thou damned to hell!
I have entreated the swift sword
To strike, that I at once be freed;
The poisoned phial I have implored
To plot with me a ruthless deed.
Alas! the phial and the blade
Do cry aloud and laugh at me:
'Thou art not worthy of our aid;
Thou art not worthy to be free.
'Though one of us should be the tool
To save thee from thy wretched fate,
Thy kisses would resuscitate
The body of thy vampire, fool!'
— Translated by George Dillon
The Vampire
Thou, sharper than a dagger thrust
Sinking into my plaintive heart,
Thou, frenzied and arrayed in lust,
Strong as a demon host whose art
Possessed my humbled soul at last,
Made it thy bed and thy domain,
Strumpet, to whom I am bound fast
As is the convict to his chain,
The stubborn gambler to his dice,
The rabid drunkard to his bowl,
The carcass to its vermin lice —
O thrice-accursèd be thy soul!
I called on the swift sword to smite
One blow to free my life of this,
I begged perfidious aconite
For succor in my cowardice.
But sword and poison in my need
Heaped scorn upon my craven mood,
Saying: 'Unworthy to be freed,
From thine accursed servitude,
O fool, if through our efforts, Fate
Absolved thee from thy sorry plight,
Thy kisses would resuscitate
Thy vampire's corpse for thy delight.'
— Translated by Jacques LeClercq
The Vampire
You who, keen as a carving blade,
Into my plaintive heart has plunged,
You who, strong as a wild array
Of crazed and costumed cacodaemons,
Storming into my helpless soul
To make your bed and your domain;
— Tainted jade to whom I'm joined
Like a convict to his chain,
Like a gambler to his game,
Like a drunkard to his bottle,
Like maggot-worms to their cadaver,
Damn you, oh damn you I say!
I pleaded with the speedy sword
To win me back my liberty;
And finally, a desperate coward,
I turned to poison's perfidy.
Alas, but poison and the sword
Had only scorn to offer me:
'You're not worthy to be free
Of your wretched slavery,
You imbecile! — For if our means
Should release you from her reign,
You with your kisses would only breathe
New life into the vampire slain!'
— Translated by Atti Viragh
The Vampire
You that, like a dagger’s thrust,
Have entered my complaining heart,
You that, stronger than a host
Of demons, came, wild yet prepared;
Within my mind’s humility
You made your bed and your domain;
- Infamous one who’s bound to me
Like any felon by his chain,
Like a gambler by his games,
Like the bottle and the sot,
Like the worms in one’s remains,
- Damn you! Damnation be your lot!
I’ve begged the merciful, swift sword
To overcome my liberty -
To poison I have said the word:
Save me from poltroonery.
Alas the sword! Alas the poison!
Contemptuous, they spoke to m:
'You never can deserve remission
Of your accursed slavery,
'Imbecile! - If our deadly empire
Freed you from your present fate,
Your kiss would soon resuscitate
The cold cadaver of your vampire!'
poem by Charles Baudelaire
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The Vampire
You that, like a dagger’s thrust,
Have entered my complaining heart,
You that, stronger than a host
Of demons, came, wild yet prepared;
Within my mind’s humility
You made your bed and your domain;
- Infamous one who’s bound to me
Like any felon by his chain,
Like a gambler by his games,
Like the bottle and the sot,
Like the worms in one’s remains,
- Damm you! Damnation be your lot!
I’ve begged the merciful, swift sword
To overcome my liberty -
To poison I have said the word:
Save me from poltroonery.
Alas the sword! Alas the poison!
Contemptuous, they spoke to m:
"You never can deserve remission
Of your accursed slavery,
"Imbecile! - If our deadly empire
Freed you from your present fate,
Your kiss would soon resuscitate
The cold cadaver of your vampire!"
poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Poison Heart
No one ever thought this one would survive
Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind
Lock you in a dream, never let you go
Never let you laugh or smile, not you.
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
Making friends with a homeless torn up man
He just kind of smiles, it really shakes me up.
There's danger on every corner but I'm okay
Walking down the street trying to forget yesterday.
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart ... yeah!
You know that life really takes its toll
And a poet's gut reaction is to search his very soul
So much damn confusion before my eyes,
But nothing seems to phase me and this one still survives.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart.
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart.
song performed by by H.I.M.
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I Had A Vampire
I had a dream about a vampire
His hair was fair with flames
His eyes sparkled like sapphire
Only a few who knew his name.
He had big and bulky muscles
And he stood around 6 feet tall
Only the bravest of the bravest
And the fearless of them all
Would ever be so valliant
As to even walk up to the tree
Where this monster awaits for dinner,
And say 'Lord, be with me.'
The bravest of the bravest
And the fearless of them all
Would take upon this vampire
And possibly make it fall.
He drew his sword out of his sheath,
And approached the wicked beast
For it leaped into the air
And onto him the very least.
Man slung his sword left and right,
But vampire had already won
With a bite of pearly white fangs
The evil deed was done.
But wait why is he standing up?
Man was a man no more
For vampire only bit once,
And the venom had the score.
Two vampires now there are,
Out to get the strong ones
The men who think superior
And did what had to be done.
Now an army of vampires,
Each one different but the same
Hung to the courage they had
Still a few hold their name
Of man, though they were not man,
But they had a man's willpower
To overcome this evilness
And fight hour after hour
Against the two strongest monsters,
The ones who started the fall
They tore away the bravest of the bravest
And the fearless of them all.
The one with the hair of flames
And blue sapphire eyes
Leapt onto one of the biggest
And he fell down in surprise.
Vampire ripped him to pieces,
Shredded him apart
Tearing out the only thing needed,
His no-longer beating heart.
Vampire took down all the men
The whole army one by one
This time he made sure of it
And knew he finally won.
I woke up surprisingly happy
Knowing the vampire with flame
Had won an evil victory
But I still didn't know his name
Until one day I met him
In another one of my dreams
Or maybe it was real
Nothing is what it seems.
Whether it be a dream or real,
I woke up a vampire.
With flowing hair of flames
And he was my only desire.
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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L'Héautontimorouménos (The Man Who Tortures Himself)
L'Héautontimorouménos
Je te frapperai sans colère
Et sans haine, comme un boucher,
Comme Moïse le rocher
Et je ferai de ta paupière,
Pour abreuver mon Saharah
Jaillir les eaux de la souffrance.
Mon désir gonflé d'espérance
Sur tes pleurs salés nagera
Comme un vaisseau qui prend le large,
Et dans mon coeur qu'ils soûleront
Tes chers sanglots retentiront
Comme un tambour qui bat la charge!
Ne suis-je pas un faux accord
Dans la divine symphonie,
Grâce à la vorace Ironie
Qui me secoue et qui me mord
Elle est dans ma voix, la criarde!
C'est tout mon sang ce poison noir!
Je suis le sinistre miroir
Où la mégère se regarde.
Je suis la plaie et le couteau!
Je suis le soufflet et la joue!
Je suis les membres et la roue,
Et la victime et le bourreau!
Je suis de mon coeur le vampire,
— Un de ces grands abandonnés
Au rire éternel condamnés
Et qui ne peuvent plus sourire!
The Man Who Tortures Himself
I shall strike you without anger
And without hate, like a butcher,
As Moses struck the rock!
And from your eyelids I shall make
The waters of suffering gush forth
To inundate my Sahara.
My desire swollen with hope
Will float upon your salty tears
Like a vessel which puts to sea,
And in my heart that they'll make drunk
Your beloved sobs will resound
Like a drum beating the charge!
Am I not a discord
In the heavenly symphony,
Thanks to voracious Irony
Who shakes me and who bites me?
She's in my voice, the termagant!
All my blood is her black poison!
I am the sinister mirror
In which the vixen looks.
I am the wound and the dagger!
I am the blow and the cheek!
I am the members and the wheel,
Victim and executioner!
I'm the vampire of my own heart
— One of those utter derelicts
Condemned to eternal laughter,
But who can no longer smile!
— Translated by William Aggeler
Heautontimoroumenos
I'll strike you, but without the least
Anger — as butchers poll an ox,
Or Moses, when he struck the rocks —
That from your eyelid thus released,
The lymph of suffering may brim
To slake my desert of its drought.
So my desire, by hope made stout,
Upon your salty tears may swim,
Like a proud ship, far out from shore.
Within my heart, which they'll confound
With drunken joy, your sobs will sound
Like drums that beat a charge in war.
I am I not a faulty chord
In all this symphony divine,
Thanks to the irony malign
That shakes and cuts me like a sword?
It's in my voice, the raucous jade!
It's in my blood's black venom too!
I am the looking-glass, wherethrough
Megera sees herself portrayed!
I am the wound, and yet the blade!
The smack, and yet the cheek that takes it!
The limb, and yet the wheel that breaks it,
The torturer, and he who's flayed!
One of the sort whom all revile,
A Vampire, my own blood I quaff,
Condemned to an eternal laugh
Because I know not how to smile.
— Translated by Roy Campbell
Heauton Timoroumenos
I mean to strike you without hate,
As butchers do; as Moses did
The rock. From under either lid
Your tears will flow to inundate
This huge Sahara which is I.
My heart, insensible with pain,
Caught in that flood will live again:
Will care whether it live or die —
Will strive as in the salty sea,
Drunken with brine and all but drowned,
Yet driven onward by the sound
Of your wild sobbing endlessly!
For look — I am at war, my dear,
With the whole universe. I know
There is no medicine for my woe.
Believe me, it is called Despair.
It runs in all my veins. I pray:
It cries in all my words. I am
The very glass where what I damn
Leers and admires itself all day.
I am the wound — I am the knife
The deep wound scabbards; the outdrawn
Rack, and the writhing thereupon;
The lifeless, and the taker of life.
I murder what I most adore,
Laughing: I am indeed of those
Condemned for ever without repose
To laugh — but who can smile no more.
— Translated by George Dillon
Heautontimoroumenos
The Man Who Tortures Himself
I shall cleave without scrape or shock,
And, like a butcher, without hate,
Like Moses, when he struck the rock.
From your eyes I shall generate
Waters of woe throughout the years
To quench my fierce Sahara fires,
Swollen with vast hope, my desires
Shall float upon your bitter tears
Like a proud vessel, sailing large;
And in my heart, drunk at the sound,
Your cherished sobbing shall resound
Like drums beating the long lost charge.
Am I not a discordant note
In the celestial symphony,
Thanks to voracious Irony
Who shakes and bites me at the throat?
She's in my voice, the scold; her black
Poison is all my blood, alas!
I am the direful looking glass
Which flashes her reflection back.
I am the wound, the knives that strike,
The blows that crush, the head that reels,
I am wrenched limbs and grinding wheels,
Victim and hangman, as you like!
Vampire of my own heart, meanwhile,
A derelict, I am of those
Doomed to eternal laughter's throes,
Yet powerless to frame a smile!
— Translated by Jacques LeClercq
L'Héautontimouroménos
I'll strike thee without enmity
nor wrath, like butchers at the block,
like Moses when he smote the rock!
I'll make those eyelids gush for me
with springs of suffering, whose flow
shall slake the desert of my thirst;
— a salt flood, where my lust accurst,
with Hope to plump her sail, shall go
as from the port a pitching barge,
and in my heart they satiate
thy sobs I love shall fulminate
loud as a drum that beats a charge!
for am I not a clashing chord
in all Thy heavenly symphony,
thanks to this vulture Irony
that shakes and bites me always, Lord?
she's in my voice, the screaming elf!
my poisoned blood came all from her!
I am the mirror sinister
in which the vixen sees herself!
I am the wound and I the knife!
I am the blow I give, and feel!
I am the broken limbs, the wheel,
the hangman and the strangled life!
I am my heart's own vampire, for
God has forsaken me, and men,
these lips can never smile again,
but laugh they must, and evermore!
— Lewis Piaget Shanks, Flowers of Evil (New York: Ives Washburn, 1931)
poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Poison! Poison!
Poison I breathe, poison I eat,
And poison poison I do drink,
Poison are my thoughts, poison are my acts,
Poison are my sleeps, poison are my dreams,
My blood is poison, poison is my flesh,
And poison poison are my bones.
Wherever I move
I envenom my fellow beings,
And enlarge my kingdom,
This is how my life goes on,
Living in the world: all poison poison.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Vampires
Brother it dont matter
Sister dont worry
Say what you like
Ill do what you want me to do
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Sun in the kitchen
Boy youre still sleeping
When you get hungry
Ill do what you want me to do
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Night in the city
New orleans pretty
Do what you want
And then can I do it to you
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Its a reflex
Just a reflex
Like fear or sex
Brother it dont matter
Sister dont worry
Say what you like
Ill do what you want me to do
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Youre a vampire, Im a vampire, too
Brother it dont matter
Sister dont worry
Brother it dont matter
Sister dont worry
Brother it dont matter
Sister dont worry
Brother it dont matter
Sister dont worry
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I want to be a blonde vampire. Catherine Deneuve was a blonde vampire, and she was my favourite vampire ever.
quote by Radha Mitchell
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Poison Heart
No one ever thought this one would survive.
Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind.
Lock you in a dream, never let you go.
Never let you laugh or smile, not you.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart.
Making friends with a homeless torn up man,
He just kind of smiles, it really, shakes me up.
Theres danger on, every corner but Im okay.
Walking down the street trying to forget yesterday.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart.
You know that life reallt takes its and a poets
Gut reaction is to search his very soul.
So much damn confusion before my eyes,
But nothing seems to phase me and this one still survives.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart.
song performed by by Ramones
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Vampire Memory
When I go I go,
When I stay I stay,
And in all that you will always think of me.
Never forget,
Never forgetting a vampires memory,
A night with memories,
Vampire memories,
I watch you watching me,
You watch me watching you,
I look away,
You can’t,
I look back at you,
You’re still watching me,
You’ll never forget,
A vampire memory,
And you’ll never see me,
Unless I see you and let you see me.
Never forget,
Never forget,
Never forget a vampire memory.
I wistfully watch as you step in the sun,
I wistfully see you dance in the light,
Laughing at the irony,
I can never forget a vampire memory,
I am a vampire that can never forget,
You are a human, who will never forget,
And I can see that you want to but don’t and can’t.
Lust's Needs
Who lies in deepest cave
vampire like twisted away from outside sun-swept light
longing for death
blood and love
sucked from marrow's neck?
How deep is Swooning's Need
to suck teeth
from vampire lips
expediting sexual egress
to have all in Swain's Grip;
immortalitites death
love's lust and blood
punctured thus
this must be
life to greet
thereby cheating death lustily
is most
and all to please
in these Seduction of the Vampire
Times
for Lust's Needs
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Procrastination
Poison is my blood,
Poison is my body,
Poison are my thoughts,
They hum around my mind like flies,
Poison is my food,
Hate, jealousy and pride
Are the plants of poison;
They grow in my fertile land,
As wild weeds grow unattended,
I make venomous
Everyone whom I touch.
My existence is contagious,
Why should I be afraid of poison,
Procrastinate in front of the potion,
Now I must have a drink,
For poison will cause no impairment to me.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Poison Ivy
Nothing can compare
Two weeks I stared
Hands, hand tied
I got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Hey hey, oh well
I've got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Oh, well
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
Took my youth
Everything that ever meant something
Nothing comes between me and you
Most of my friends
Most of my friends
Are dead because of you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
I had no choice
But to love you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
[fade and repeat to end]
song performed by by Von Blondies
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But other vampire stories? Well, no, I really haven't read too many, and I can't say I'm crazy about romantic vampires anyway - to me the vampire is simply an evil monster.
quote by Brian Lumley
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The vampire underworld is much larger than most people could imagine. It exists in all the cities mentioned in the book, but also in many, many more. Teenagers, especially, seem to like to act out vampire fantasies.
quote by James Patterson
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I've Crossed Oceans Of Wine To Find You
There was a time when i
Could breath my life into you
One by one your pale fingers
Started to move
And i touched your face
And all death was erased
And you smiled like an angel
Falling from heaven
Just to be lift up again
And you kissed my lips
With those once cold fingertips
You run me back to life
And all things come to an end
We don't have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep
And never wake up again
We're so christ like
We're so lifelike
Vampire christ
We're so alive
We're so lifelike
Vampire christ
In the grace
Of this love
We rise in pain
And death is not far away
And soon we'll sleep
And never wake up again
There was a time when i
Could breath my life
Into you
And all's been come to an end
We don't have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep
We're christ like
So lifelike
Vampire christ
We're so lifelike
So christ like
A vampire christ
song performed by by H.I.M.
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Poison Ivy
She comes on like a rose
And everybody knows
She'll get you in dutch
Well you can look but you'd better not touch
Poison Ivy, Poison Ivy
Well late at night when you're sleepin'
Poison Ivy comes a creepin' all around
She's pretty as a daisy
But look out man she's crazy
She'll really do you in
if you let her get under your skin
Poison Ivy, Poison Ivy
Well late at night when you're sleepin
Poison Ivy comes a creepin' all around
Measles make mumpy
Mumps'll make you lumpy
Chicken pox will make you jump and twitch
Common cold'll cool you
Whooping cough will fool you
But Poison Ivy Lord will make you itch
You're gonna need an ocean ah
Of Calamine lotion ah
You'll be scratching like a hound
The minute you start to mess around
Poison Ivy, Poison Ivy
Well late at night when you're sleepin'
Poison Ivy comes a creepin' all around
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
song performed by by Hollies
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Ive Crossed Oceans Of Wine To Find You
There was a time when i
Could breath my life into you
One by one your pale fingers
Started to move
And I touched your face
And all death was erased
And you smiled like an angel
Falling from heaven
Just to be lift up again
And you kissed my lips
With those once cold fingertips
You run me back to life
And all things come to an end
We dont have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep
And never wake up again
Were so christ like
Were so lifelike
Vampire christ
Were so alive
Were so lifelike
Vampire christ
In the grace
Of this love
We rise in pain
And death is not far away
And soon well sleep
And never wake up again
There was a time when i
Could breath my life
Into you
And alls been come to an end
We dont have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep
Were christ like
So lifelike
Vampire christ
Were so lifelike
So christ like
A vampire christ
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
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Love Bites
Do you know what a vampire is?
Whoa! love bites, love bites,
Love bites, love bites,
Love bites, love bites.
Come live forever with me, or transpire,
A flame alone, on a funeral pire,
Well build an empire, if we so desire,
Travel the world, and set it on fire!
Bite me babe, set my soul on fire!
Bite me babe, set my soul on fire!
Come taste my love baby,
Blood makes me hard to resist,
My soul burns like fire,
Kiss my hungry lips vampire!
Love bites, love bites,
Love bites, love bites,
Love bites, love bites.
Blood turns cold for mortals who wait,
Your coils unwinding, now choose you fate,
A flame alone on a funeral pire,
Or eternal life as my vampire!!
Bite me babe, set my soul on fire!
Bite me babe, set my soul on fire!
Come taste my love baby,
Blood makes me hard to resist,
My sould burns like fire,
Kiss my hungry lips vampire!
Love bites, love bites,
Love bites, love bites, [loves bites!],
Love bites, love bites, [my vampire].
Deep into the, deep into the, deep into the, night!
Deep into the, deep into the, deep into the, night! [love bites],
Deep into the, deep into the, deep into the, night!
Deep into the, deep into the, deep into the, night! [love bites].
[demonic laughing!].
Blood turns cold for mortals who wait,
Your coils unwinding, now choose you fate.
Love bites, love bites,
Love bites, love bites, [loves bites!],
Love bites, love bites, [my vampire],
Deep into the, deep into the, deep into the, night!
[...repeat & fade...].
song performed by by Grace Jones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Shriek
I shriek with sound that matters,
Falling is to entice a devil into my arms,
My body hoped for anything averse to hell,
And my hold drank the blood of another;
One vampire, two humans they equal,
For my nothingness is terrible to humans
And I entice the demons of unholy greatness,
To dreaming the throbs of terror
And dazzling painful feeling, which is without emotion.
It vexes me to search the body, that innocent game
Is of kissing for blood, the blood of evil.
I suck often as a prize, whispers may destroy my life.
It is a ghastly occupation being a vampire,
But blood seizes us and we deliver.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Zombie Encounter
oh thought the princess
can a girl not walk alone
if she's got secret protection
if careful not to lose direction
then you should all be aware
for demons are a real scare
for he maybe a vampire
or she maybe a monster
if they should all be zombies
you alone could win the battle
if you have a sword of magic
if not run toward the light
for the stranger in the night
could be danger in the day
when walking from the castle
she came upon some dark rays
the princess faced the zombie
with her sword laced with magic
he said, 'so rad a princess for me'
oh this is so to bad for him
when he flashed his teeth
she slashed her magic sword
with a wink and a big smile
he ran and ran for a mile
oh he was lucky she did miss
for all he wanted was a kiss
poem by Rachel Nichols
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