17 July 2012
Snarling and barking, your features twisted Screaming and shouting like you're being fisted.
Claws outstretched scraping the floor Fangs on show through a raucous roar.
Hairs on end, ears pinned right back Circling round, waiting to attack.
Blood red lips bloated by rage, You're an animal released from its cage
The sun is coming so better act quick Im ready for you, you little prick.
You've got the hunger I am the food
You are far stronger I'm in the mood
See my vein pulsing, I offer my neck
I hear your heart beating you will find my stake.
Vamp Taunt • Opuss № I