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The moon is high when I go for a hunt
to find the perfect creature to quench my thirst.
The best thing to quench my inhuman thirst.
I move slowly, sighlently in the shadows
of the concrete jungle that is the city.
Waiting for the perfect one to come by.
The night drags on unpormising,
and I think of returning to my residnce.
When I finally spot the perfect one.
The one I've spent the night waiting for.
Slowly I creep upon my human prey,
carefully as not to scare it away.
I slip up right behind the unsuspecting prey.
The beating of their heart is caught by my ears,
strong and steady no signs of illness.
Finally i get close enough to see he pulsing
of the jugular vein and the excitment builds.
I hold my breath as I prepaire to attack.
I pounce and sink my teeth into the human,
and begin drinking the crimson liquid that pores.
The ectacsy builds and I'm forced to pull myself away,
but the taste still remians and the ectacsy doesnt fade.
I carefully despose of the courps,
and return to were I spend the days,
to protect myself from the hellfire sun.
Waiting for the night to return,
so I may drink once more.

Description
The moon is high when I go for a hunt
to find the perfect creature to quench my thirst.
The best thing to quench my inhuman thirst.
I move slowly, sighlently in the shadows
of the concrete jungle that is the city.
Waiting for the perfect one to come by.
The night drags on unpormising,
and I think of returning to my residnce.
When I finally spot the perfect one.
The one I've spent the night waiting for.
Slowly I creep upon my human prey,
carefully as not to scare it away.
I slip up right behind the unsuspecting prey.
The beating of their heart is caught by my ears,
strong and steady no signs of illness.
Finally i get close enough to see he pulsing
of the jugular vein and the excitment builds.
I hold my breath as I prepaire to attack.
I pounce and sink my teeth into the human,
and begin drinking the crimson liquid that pores.
The ectacsy builds and I'm forced to pull myself away,
but the taste still remians and the ectacsy doesnt fade.
I carefully despose of the courps,
and return to were I spend the days,
to protect myself from the hellfire sun.
Waiting for the night to return,
so I may drink once more.