I shall never be inherited by the meek says the earth
for I will devour all which I birth
Rats in a maze how you fill me with glee
Constantly satisfying my constant gluttony
Your maze I have built so to quench my deep thirst
Designed for my needs to be catered by your durst
It is I who have designed the race it is I who calls the pace
Like rats in a maze your tails forever you will chase
A sprinkle of excess here a pinch of deficiency there
And a multi cultural cuisine fit for a queen I have prepared
I fear not to be blunt no reason to be coy
Your hate for each other is my deepest heartfelt joy
Smacking my lips at the sound of your prayers
My mouth fills with water at the scent of your despairs
Oh and how I love thee my sweet vengeance
Thou art my greatest supplier of sweet sustenance
I lie beneath your feet as a shark beneath the water
Let the beast be free to free the beast from hunger
Dear seeds of mine we are forever intertwined
And when you will bleed I will enjoy a sip of wine
Circular motions are my artistries signature stroke
The smoother the motion the faster you lift off my yoke
The pains of agony are such pleasant harmony
I give to you and you give to me how wonderful it is for a loving mother to see
Your mother is old but she has not lost her voice
and I shall always remain your one and only choice;
To your grave you will take this secret of mine
That your grave is the table off which I dine;
The truth I have carried since truths have begun;
that a vampire's nature cannot be undone.
