2. Bloodborn (Topic: ‘Vampires’ by Raizel)

Ichor in our hearts,

Immortal in the dark,

Lived for centuries,

Healing a broken heart.

An appetite for blood,

Swift movement in the mud,

Dracula founded the Order,

A race of beings with mental disorders.

Cursed to feed on human life,

Origins full of endless strife,

Skin so seamless, potential to tear,

They gaze upon us in deadly fear.

We're not the wolves,

We don't have hooves,

We do not glow under the ethereal moon,

But we stand in circles,

Like a weaver's loom,

Speaking mysteries,

And prophesying doom.