His dance is different
An animal feeling an animal
His primal needs resonate
He is a stalker
He is a feeder
I can feel all of his senses among the bodies
They are no match for his seduction
They are simply his food
Yet this one cries
Yet the hunter has something amiss
What lacks in his veins fills his heart
This one does not have blood in him
This one does not breathe as I
This one has never died a natural death
There is a mutual element
I have been waiting an eon for these tremors
His soul is in league with mine...
An animal feeling an animal
His primal needs resonate
He is a stalker
He is a feeder
I can feel all of his senses among the bodies
They are no match for his seduction
They are simply his food
Yet this one cries
Yet the hunter has something amiss
What lacks in his veins fills his heart
This one does not have blood in him
This one does not breathe as I
This one has never died a natural death
There is a mutual element
I have been waiting an eon for these tremors
His soul is in league with mine...