Shadows of the Moon

when the time hath been brought hither all shall rue
not transpire through the immortal moon.
the cries the pain the agony.
each mortal bares
a soul, tainted by lust.
all the trust has been buried beneath where my body had laid for centuries before,
before i smelled your blood
a piece of me was missing,
incomplete.
like a man who hath sold his soul for his wealth.
a monster with no face, i am
one who loves the taste of your pain and screams
the screams which fuel me throughout the nights dream.
can you be the one i need to feast upon?
to feed my lustuous craving for crimson waters.
come hither and giveth all thou hath.
your very essence, your being, your sanity and your mortality
for i shall make you one of me to traverse in the night
escape the bright
light
 nox est clavis, immortalis.
ego sum mortuus, damnatorum ad noctem!!!
but it is what ive awaited, the eternal darkness.