Thine Vampire’s God
Category: Life
Sleepless at night is the Vampires Sage!
Consumed by rage,
Endorsed by inner plague,
The vampires rage.
Consumed by the plague of that which thou desire most.
Thine own thirst?!
The moon settle and energies plight strengthens to loveless rage.
Thine as the own sun drops that consumes a plague such as the vampires page? To turn and burn in the sun would rather be thine own dust. A figment of thine imagination. A figment of my inner burn for thine things less tactless to teach thine own words or shorter blurbs.
How to succumb but overcome the wrap of mind around the vampires stage.
?
How to become so numb to a feeling that tosses and turns like the feeling in a newborn ready to die,
tumbling and crying, for thine fear is that of this, Thine own world!?
How can this be a vampires age determine a mortal year?
The
immortal grasping terms and times through centuries year. More I grow
each to his own year. When shall I rise above the vampire sage and
Immortal becomes a divine parabola between thine own god?
With Love;
Sebastciaun
