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Drinking blood for breakfast
Was Amber Slate Serene
What a ruthless vampire
To kill a human being?

A slender hand
Abnormal wrist
Is the bridge from arm to fist
Punches are thrown towards the fight
Whoever was her love that night

A younger man than most
She chose
Danced to the door
Grasping a rose

Her outside beauty
Heart like coal
Hurts them all
Wounds on the soul

Sleeping fun and banging hard
He will die
Soon afterward
From a kiss of venom lips
Pinpricked movements of the hips

Knock him cold
She'll drink him in
Wearing that sarcastic grin
Of how much she treasures love
As she believes in god above

While
Dusk come early
Time for wake
This life she lives
This world she hates.