Immortal Life
By hecate
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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Have you ever seen him
Sitting among the graves
Wishing he could join them
And leave his immortal cave
Treading through the darkness
Wandering through life
Drifting through the mortal chambers
And in his heart a knife
He will sleep when the sun rises
He will drift when it is night
Is he looking for his true love
Or is he looking for a bite
When the blood is dripping
Through hells open gate
When the feed is over
He shall slumber till it's late
His true love shall be waiting
All alone by his grave
Ready to escort him
To his immortal cave
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