Vampire

Someone chose me to be a vampire
Became my sire, then took me for my first kill
The thrill of the kill runs in the blood
I drink the blood only to have it spill
Spilling the blood of the kill onto the ground
Watching as the blood falls all around

Tonight a butterfly lands on a flower close by
As I watch in interest, I don’t see my sire come by
Taking the butterfly he rips its wigs off
Flings the rest of it to the ground
He tells not to forget I am one of the dead
I wish to yell to him I’m dead even to him

People think vampires have souls, there’s not even a link to mine
Brains, guts and vital organs splattered everywhere
The rain can’t stop me, I'll just cause too much pain
Moon and its stars shine above me tells me it’s time to feed
The sun doesn’t even burn me, see me as I step out to the sun rise
Sire comes to fallow, thinking he must protect me
He fails, fire flashes burning sire to ashes

For the first time I cry as I take off to the sky
Sire and I had our disagreements along with agreements
He wasn’t meant to see the sun, to be anything like me
I kill more and more unable to fill an empty space
For I feel nothing not a thing I’m empty so I’ll kill just for sire Phill