Morbid Imortal

The blade,
Illuminates the darkness with its sheen,
Double edges for my demonic pleasures,
I lurk in the shadows for those with most desire,
Deceive them with my alluring smile,
It shines with sharp teeth all the wile,
My eyes peirce the gloom,
For one is white and the other as black as doom,
My voice but a gentle purr,
Inviting the foolish to come further,
With a movement their neck is peirced,
Drinking their innocent blood is a simple feast,
For what i want most,
Is the heart of the foolish beast,
With my claws i pick the flesh,
tossing aside the worthless mesh,
Plucking the heart from their chest,
And opening the hole in my breast,
For you see, I'm not real,
Just a hollow shell of what used to be,
To give up my body of flesh and blood,
For a body of shell empty and devoid,
This shell if perfect for me,
For to stay alive i must feed.