Post by Count Orlok on Oct 8, 2010 15:29:57 GMT
Unbearable hunger gnaws at my vitals,
The hunger for fresh human flesh;
Unimaginable thirst racks my throat
The thirst for blood, warm human blood.
The stench of the grave envelops me
As I fly over the snowy countryside
Seeking my hapless puny victims,
My nostrils quivering in anticipation
Of the untold joy only a vampyre can know
As he sucks the life out of a virgin
Knowing he condemns her to nameless Hell
With the pestilence of his foetid saliva
And an enormous anal input of polluted sperm.
