"My eyes donīt look. My eyes see.
On moonless nights, my pupils become bigger, my fangs grow, screaming their hunger.
My soul doesnīt feed only off blood, the blood arouses my hunger to be.
I understand your gods, your crucifixes donīt scare me.
I have my own - and an iron corset.
The night is my friend and I watch your dreams.
Donīt play with me, you may lose more than blood.
When I hold tight a man in my feared arms
I envelop him, I absorb him with my pale skin.
My fiery lips have their secret.
Sharp swords they can hide."
El Vampiro Incognito
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