Band of Rain: Listen
Vampires
(Band of Rain)
Hunters, of the night they linger,
The blood runs cold,
In each vein, each grasping finger,
Another’s soul.
Hunger perpetual, so alluring,
Angels of the darkness,
It’s time to, take to wing.
Chorus
The vampires, the vampires,
The vampires, the vampires.
I hear your pulses thumping,
Tickling my tongue
You hear my wings now pumping,
I see you run.
Sunlight it scar’s my soul,
The moonlight feeds,
Am I dammed to this life,
The blood it breeds.
Chorus
The deepest sleep, from which I wake,
There’s something deep, my body shakes,
Where is the warmth, the sun it burn’s my skin,
What is this ache, where have I been
Your skin so white,
Craves my appetite, a gaping vein, we're one the same.
With the vampires…the vampires.
© 2006 Sharon Leslie