I walk until I see my fate
from the beginning of time onto this date.
While all my life I've lived alone
twas not a feeling I've condoned.
Around the world I have been
All it's dangers I contend.

To the mortals have my envy
it is them I cannot be.
Also to their greatest Ire
I'm the devil's incarnate, the dreaded vampire!

To stalk the night is second nature.
What runs in your veins is my elixir!
But to kill those who I'm preying
Is detest, it's not what I'm saying.
Though in your veins, run our life.
I think then for the poor mans wife.

Chloroform, A simple concoction
Has the man sleeping, without the notion
A sharp blade across his skin
Gives me a pint, and another for kin

I bind his wound silently
ready for his wife, or bride to be.
Am I a heartless killer? Oh contrail,
I care for those who deserves to be spared.
This journal shall continue, as the time goes
Your curiosity is peaked, For this I know.