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In the savage garden of mortal life we be wild roses with deadly thorns.

Doomed to walk an eternal night, sentenced to death at dawn.

When the moon doth shine we dance wild and free, hapless without a care

For the life that flows through mortal veins is ours to tap and share.

Come see the world through all true eyes, human masks are torn away, Longing for simple company while keeping mans world at bay.

Love born no longer from the loins springs like fire from the mind,
Ere long you will wish to join with us an be of vampire kind.

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⏰ Last updated: May 12, 2016 ⏰

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