Prologue

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There is a vampire in my lair who haunts me

Who in the shadow of evil advances

Promising a red flood of unholy blood

From the beings whose innocence flies away


There is a vampire in my lair who haunts me

Which fills my soul with murderous torments

Sounding the death knell of my uncertain heart

And the beginning of the tears of the tortured


There is a vampire in my lair who haunts me

Wich burns my heart with his rancid venom

Preaching the end of my humanity

By annihilating this sweet freedom


There is a vampire in my lair who haunts me

Who invaded my being with dread

Taking me into his darkness

But maybe I will come back


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" Why think separately of this like than the next, when one is born from the last ? Time is always too short for those who need it, but for those who love, it lasts forever " - Mevlana Jalaluddin


To Elisabeth. 

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