Here is a little poem I just made

[Tapio V�rlund]

Blood, blood, blood
Blood, blood, blood
Blood, blood, blood.

There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy

There's nothing you can make that can't be made
No one you can save that can't be saved
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you
In time - It's easy

All you need is blood
All you need is blood
All you need is blood, blood
Blood is all you need.

Blood, blood, blood
Blood, blood, blood
Blood, blood, blood

All you need is blood
All you need is blood
All you need is blood, blood
Blood is all you need

There's nothing you can know that isn't known
Nothing you can see that isn't shown
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be
It's easy

All you need is blood
All you need is blood
All you need is blood, blood
Blood is all you need

All you need is blood (all together now)
All you need is blood (everybody)
All you need is blood, blood
Blood is all you need

[swiftcall]

On Jun 23, 12:32 pm, "Tapio Vörlund" <tapio.vorl...@kolumbus.fi>
wrote:
> Blood, blood, blood

> Blood is all you need

I used to feel the same way about the undead. I mean, that was before.
When my BF gave me the ruby engagement ring (ruby on gold!) he told me
he chose it because it matched my eyes.

When I was sure he was a vampire, I found his grave and exposed him to
sunlight. And I have a witness that he burned.

Could you
Would you
Refuse his hand
His greedy hand
Will be cut off
And the mind of a madman
Will be taken from him.

It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, and I regret it every
day. Despite what he was, I should have just left. I could have just
walked away.

He would have got the message. I know he would have.

[Alt.Va...@hotmail.com]

Sung, of course, to the Beatles' "Love is all you need."

[Billy Brit]

_Working Class Bitch_

Walking slowly, short of breath
Her lungs inhale silent death
Her cigarette, a cure for life
But in my pocket lives a knife

Silent footsteps in her trail
Disgusting whore, all fat and pale
I let her live until it's time
The knife descends and now she's mine

I slash her face and tear her skin
Screams of pain as blade goes in
Her throat is now a bloody smile
Where steel met skin, my usual style

From chest to crotch her skin is slit
Gouge her cunt and stab her clit
In her arse my knife goes in
Rape reserved for a queen of sin

I leave her body where it lies
Attracting dogs or gathering flies
The moment passed, I walk away
My need obeyed till another day