Scanning the crowd for a beauty

My vision’s prepared by my lust

my senses are searching for signs

the only thing that I can trust

The scent of musk fills my nose

Hot eyes staring deep into mine

the steaming curves of her flesh

hit me right into my spine

—

Roaming through alleys in darkness

in search for pulsing blood

the smell of the living surrounds me

exciting my undead heart

The centuries building my memory

are wiped away by my greed

in the face of my paralysed prey

my cold brain is sceaming for meat

—

Meat to feed my body

Blood to fill my vein

Carnal need corrupts control

just to keep me sane

Meat to cause existance

Flesh to please my soul

Carnal greed reflects the hunger

that I can’t control

—

Feeling the hunger inside me

wakening savage desire

grabbing the fat-dripping pieces

roasted on hot glowing fire

biting and chewing the lumps

swallowing what used to live

achieving the sweet satisfaction

a well-filled stomache can give

—

Meat to feed my body

Blood to fill my vein

Carnal need corrupts control

just to keep me sane

Meat to cause existance

Flesh to please my soul

Carnal greed enjoys the hunger

that I won’t control