Under the moonlight
Calm is the space between Now
You will find it in a quiet walk at a desolate yet beautiful locale.
The last of heartbeats,
The vanishing of crescendos,
From thy cheekbone,
Prey become predator,
A short one after watching Let The Right One In.
So fair skinned a lass
That he couldn't look away
The Moonlight envied
Amidst the turmoil, silence speaks in ways words could not
Ever watchful from every angle,
The decade wears not his oak-like scale,
A glimpse of his regal gait & you will see,
That which you seek becomes thee
An ode about a majestic Balinese carving that I own.
Last vampire defying the living,
Bite swift canine's a given,
Decapitating slayers like a guillotine,
Stacking bloodpacks fight's unending,
The after-image mirage in a vision,
Tearing the jugular respiratory failing,
Flaunting words wearing them like a pendant,
Death of my master means vengeance
A short rap verse inspired by a vampire themed mobile mmo rpg I came across.
The March is short, The deafening roars prolong,
It numbs the heart, It's too late for remorse,
Which side are you on?
The reaper's instrument favors no one