Remembrance of a racing heart.
Tripping over one beat to the next.
A time when passions desire once was fullfilling.
Now the only way to experience that consuming feeling.
Is to listen as the blood is drained from;
my next victim.
Sadly their racing heart beat will soon be stilled.
As mine has been for centuries.
Only memories sustain me now.
Until my thirst proves too great again.
Yet, nothing satisfies this hunger within me.
I'll forever be chasing after the desire.
The desire to catch.
That all to elusive sensation of my heart.
racing with desire once again.