The present me, I do not regret
is a fearful creature, which no one respects
My form, repulsive
My intentions, disgusting
All because of the color red
I love it so much, its passion it seems, to have taken over
a pointless shallow creature such as me
And where to find it, but inside a being
a being as pointless and worthless as me it
To me it is an elixir of life
The human blood, with all its might
Many spite me for my ways, so I kill them, by night and day
I slice my knife, through their flesh
Watching life, flash from their eyes
To taste my success, I lick my blade
The crimson red blood and its salty taste
Then I fade, into the dark
For my next prey seems to be near
This one called me crazy once, this one has often abused
Its screams a bit more loudly than they mostly do
perhaps its all this blood from its new ghastly wound
