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To the slayer
10:27 Aug 20 2010
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Sitting in the graveyard, I watch how ghosts fly across the night.The rain runs down my cold neck, hiding the marble dots of your fangs, the scar which sold my vitality and doomed me to eternity.Loneliness is my only friend, since you left me that day when we first met, here, in the graveyard, me searching for love and you searching for blood.Can I see your scarlet eyes again, can I fell your demonic grab on my waist and your icy lips cleaving my throat? Are you now in another graveyard steeling the warmth of delicate virgins, changing them in empty shadows like me? Sorrow revealed to you the worthlessness of the ruby liquor which you desire so desperate, so come back to me my eternal slayer...
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