Vampires
We the vampires
Setting up a holy empire
We are bathed in blood
Washed with the Spirit
We consume Devine flesh
Eyes red from red wine
We are drunk of his blood.
Full of his flesh.
Demons fear our name
We revere the only name.
Satan's covered in shame
Jesus is the only name
We are not the same
Neigther are we alone
Shalom
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Elfuric
Ever since I learnt how to write I never stopped writing short stories, poems and ideas. I am from Africa living in South Africa, Joburg. I am a business man with a love for music and writing. Its lovely how a poem can be turned into a song. Rhythm and Words are my closest friends. I respect The Sound of Life and the power in following your Heart which makes Music till the day you die.
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