If I was to wrap round you like a vine
Would you always be mine
Or i'll strap you to the chair
And play about with your hair
Then I lay you on my bed
And drink from your neck til nearly dead
As I kiss you my lip does bleed
My blood drips down, on it you feed
As your human body dies
Tears of blood fall from your eyes
Your old life now forever gone
It's time to fulfil your new one
By Anne-marie Cockburn
