Forsaken and Undead
I know of the things that go bump in the night
I know of the things that give you such fright
Each night as you go sleeping
those thoughts they come creeping
things only seen on the vivid big screen
death and decay is all you have seen
You wish you could just stay awake
but you know full well that would be a bigger mistake
for in your dreams no one really gets hurt
but while awake they would be face first in the dirt
These thoughts that go through your head
are put there by me, Forsaken and Undead
I love to toy with your mind
and making others pay, one at a time
Killing two birds with one stone
I use you to get my work done
you are my puppet I hold on a string
doing my bidding as I sit back and watch everything
~vampi~
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