SEVENTH SON OF A SEVENTH SON
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DRACULA by BRAM
STOKER
A STORY ABOUT UNDYING LOVE
Look around, Vampires do exist getting fat sucking other people's lives from them.
They
have no reflections as they can't see themselves as they really
are
They wear masks and
deny the truth and shun daylight.
Crosses offend them as they are hypocrites to the truth and they know it.
There
are countless Count Draculas, hypnotizing enslaving and feeding
off the weak.
Simply because you are alive you are already a victim, there
are those who will suck and drain the life, hope, happiness
and especially your pocket until you become like
them - the living dead, zombies with no purpose in life other
than to merely exist.
and once you're bitten by one you become like them and are forced to
go and feed on others to survive.
But just like with all parasites, if they get too greedy and bleed
their host completely dry,
then they too will die.
BLOOD
SHORTAGE
"And
all the while as vampires feed- I bleed"
I
Bleed- The Pixies - Doolittle
"It's
quite possible that I am your third man girl
But it's a fact that I'm a Seventh Son"
Ball
& Biscuit- TheWhite Stripes - Elephant
