You ask who I am,
Then I shall tell you,
I am not one of,
God's unwanted children,
I am not one of,
God's children at all,
I was born of the darkness,
Of the union between,
My father Lucifer,
And my mother Lilith,
I was born to feel the pain,
The mortal world,
Will turn away from,
Born of the blood,
The blood which brings life,
The blood that brings my strength,
The blood that carries my honor,
For all that I am,
Begins and ends in the blood,
You ask me who I am,
I am the Sang Vampyre.....
I sometimes wonder,
When my old soul speaks,
Whether I should listen,
For it is good,
To know ones roots,
To learn from past lives,
So mistakes wont be make again,
Yet there are times,
When my old soul,
Reminds me of times of glory,
To perhaps actually see,
My old name in the books,
And revel at those past lives,
Yet we must face this life,
As mundane it may be,
Around those who,
Know nothing of honor,
And fear death,
By hiding in corners,
For the days of past.
Are gone forever,
Yet the memery,
Of those past lives,
Do remind us that,
Once we were better.
COMMENTS
Roman soldier on the field
Death to him no longer to heal
A bite of love comes to be your new shield
A bite of known past
A bite with life everlast
Pain no longer no fear of death
She kneels before you
her blood red lips still drip
I am yours Roman soldier
I give what you ask
Blood of life you will seek
Punish those who gave you death of pain
Let their own blood fall like the rain
I give you the bite of love
I give your own steel heart and shield
To the death of your mortal life on that field
HMMM..food for thought this one is! Again, thank you for sharing!!!
COMMENTS
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DevilishlyDarkGoddess
04:20 Jan 30 2014
More wonderful writing..Thank You for sharing!