Life-Death 5 - Your Blessed Return
Oceans of time have come and gonesince our last farwell.
And through those nights of painful peace,
I've no new tale to tell.
Feeding from flesh is all I know;
oft times I've starved for days.
Letting them live their dying lives,
hoping to change my ways.
Stumbling upon virginal flesh
is like drowning in a fountain of youth.
The blood is like a mystic fire
burning with all truth.
Forever trapped in immortal life,I embrace the chaos of night.
In this corrupt world of violence and hate,
No one cares what's wrong or right.
And now you've returned, your fate in my hands,
an enemy I now call friend.
Your blinding rays and golden arms
should bring me to an end.
But time has brought me power and strength,
and the ability to endure the pain.
And so now, from this day forth,
we will see one another again.
B Heath Harris/(c) 2009
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