Critters
Desperate to quench his blood thirst
He set about to kill his first
And staggered through the woodland fog
Tearing through the muddy bog
Like beggars cursing the early morn
They wretch upon the fading dawn
Their lips a quiver with the taste of death
Sucking in bloody flesh
She comes across the ancient wood
Eyes of ice and lips of blood
She foolishly wanders in
They watch her body, bones and skin
She fades away like the reddest rose
Into the fog, she thoughtlessly goes
Against his will, they attack
Clawing at her porcelain back
He lowers his lip, his eyes a blur
And sinks his teeth into her
She tastes so sweet
Feasts upon her human meat
And fades away into the night
Her body cold with exhausting fright
Tonight he dies
This is the end, for tonight, he killed his only friend
The voice inside his lonely head
Has left him bitter and his body dead
He’s one of them now
He took the vow
Sealed it with a bloody kill
She’s what haunts him, she’s his thrill
Searched inside of himself, and all he found
Was a heartbreaking sound
The sound you hear, at the time of your death
And you’ve selfishly taken, your very last breath
The sound of leaving yourself behind
To join someone else’s kind
A kind you wish you’d left alone
And now you find yourself desperate for home
Something you’d left behind long ago
And all you can do is feel the hunger grow
Like beggars curse the early morn
They wretch upon the fading dawn
Their lips a quiver with the taste of death
Sucking in bloody flesh
