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Band of Rain: Listen


(Band of Rain)
June 6, 2007

Hunters of the night

They linger

The blood runs cold

In each vein

Each grasping finger

Another soul

Hunger perpetual

And so alluring

Angels of the darkness it's time to take to wing


I feel your pulses thumping

Tickling my tongue

You hear my wings now thumping

I see you run

Sunlight it scars my soul

The moonlight feeds

Am I damned to this life

The blood it breathes



The deepest sleep

From which I wake

There's something deep

My body shakes

Where is the love

The sun it burns my skin

What is this ache

Where have I been?