Darkness is my light and my light is my darkness.

They say death can bring you closer to those you love.

They say it will bring you peace when you die.

But brings others heart break and missionary as well as pain.

Love can be dark or light.

But my love is dark.

And my dark is light.

But darkness is my life's blood.

Its nothing but pure blackness.

For I am evil.

I am hell.

I am nothing to you.

I am everything to you.

I hate you.

I love you.

But all the things I tell you are nothing more then lies.

For I am mean and curl.

And totally black hearted if I have a heart at all.

The dark sky is bright as ever but the full moon makes it the best.

It seemed to be a blood moon this very night.

As the vampires come out from there cave's to hunt the cattle this very night.

The humans are the cattle the prey for those high and mighty vampires.

You may run.

You may hide.

But you will die tonight.

As they dance in your pool of blood.

As it poor's out of your body like a river of blood.