I taste of their flesh... so sweet and tender.
yet they burn with the embers to which i created.
they have no pain, in the cleansing flames.
my vengeance has just only begun...
first the men, then the wives....
their lifes full my rage...
the animal in me demand retribtion.
the human inside demands forgiveness..
the demon... the demon however demands one thing and one thing only...
Blood... blood to be drunked, blood to be spilled... blood to cure my awakinging ill's
i feel no emotional pain, it has burned away.
like my soul which hath been cast into the flames.
no more dreams, as my skin is ripped from the seams...
my sinew cast about and my eyes blocked out.
all i do is scream and beg and no one to hear my pledge.
they killed me... they have slaughtered me...
but.... the demon inside gives me a new darkining light....
that will surely make their nights blood soaked and tongue tied.
now my claws dance across the necks of my prey.
i torture them to their dismay.
they did this to each other... when i was human one even slit it.
now... i see this man's eyes filled with terror his allies looking on in horror.
i whisper in his ear "You're blood is just a plight... look at what a plight you have created."
his only response the gruggling sound of his blood rushing his mouth.
i bring my finger to my lips and look on...
picking the weakest of the flock...
i'll just knock them all down... slowly.
i walk up to them and they cowardice gets to them
