• a vampire's fang, a demon's heart
    the longing to tear someone apart
    broken limbs, severed heads
    maybe you still need your meds

    a bloodied blade, a slit throat
    all these words, not enough you've wrote
    blistered fingers, a hollowed heart
    all the fun to tear apart

    with a spark a fire begun to lit
    burning the bodies left within a pit
    heart, limbs, head, and fingers
    and yet the soul still lingers

    as the bodies began to char
    all that's left will be that scar
    as the families begin to morn and cry
    you laugh and smile, enjoying that high

    then that blade begins to bite
    asking for more to come this night
    with a grin that's very grim
    you will find your next victim