He whimpers from the shadows
His stone heart hungers
He knows
He sees my glare
His cold touch only feeds me
Bloodless cold meat
He does not run
He would stand
To dine is to live
My birthright
But his soul
Endless, boundless
He may have the others
We the true learners of humanity
But me, my only will
My fangs scream to tear
My gullet awaits
Yet he stands in my vision
I quiver
Not in fear
Not in hunger
I quake at the caging of me
I would be swift
I would be complete
I would be regretful
A soul to dine on?
He is not my prey
He is my love...
- Arielle
His stone heart hungers
He knows
He sees my glare
His cold touch only feeds me
Bloodless cold meat
He does not run
He would stand
To dine is to live
My birthright
But his soul
Endless, boundless
He may have the others
We the true learners of humanity
But me, my only will
My fangs scream to tear
My gullet awaits
Yet he stands in my vision
I quiver
Not in fear
Not in hunger
I quake at the caging of me
I would be swift
I would be complete
I would be regretful
A soul to dine on?
He is not my prey
He is my love...
- Arielle