Kindred

A mortal not, be thou
A drinker of the Reddest blood
Thou is a vampire know as Cain
Thou bring's not pleasure but Pain
Not such as great as thee
Lights frightens all we be
As do cross, and the ocean and sea
For we are immortal forever more
None but we shall ever soar
In the darkness we hide from all but are own
We make mortals moan
Not with pleasure but total pain
We drive mortal men Insane
For we are the Kindred

Jacob Kiser(c) 2002 )