The pale glow of her skin

Calls out to him

Calling and luring and dragging him in

The kiss of two lovers

The passion delight

Nothing compared to the vampires bite

Golden hair flows back

Exposing her skin

Her blood its calling

Calling to him

Feel her heart beating

Its racing, its racing

Beating and beating the darkness within

Now the bites taken

Now the bloods flowing

Drip, drip, dripping for him 

Soaking and staining the soft white skin

Come see the feeding of

Marius Gallowsraven