I'm calling you out



I slept for centuries
Below the grave
Of Harker
My self from old days


I hear you whisper
In the dark
Longing for blood
In times of sacrificing


I know
You're out there
Looking for redemption
While crying and waiting


The human kind
Doesn't know from your existence
They've just read your books
And heard from your fearlessness


Aren't you screaming
In the night
When I'm flying over you
Smelling your taste of craving


Now it's time
I'm calling you out
Show yourselves
And bring darkness and immortality




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