My mind turns like the gears of war,
gather round the campfire and cook a shmore ,
as I tell my trials and tribulations
about my journey through many nations,
I once battled a ware wolf bare handed
I ripped off his jaw and left his body stranded,
I wore his face ask a mask
and drained his blood into my flask,
and as I drank the sacred drink
the corpse lay next to me and started to stink,
my eyes turned crazy in a flash
my back turned hairy and my skin started to slash,
I howled to the moon and the clouds separated
and like a god, I danced and paraded
I was super human and was so elated,
I was unstoppable or so I thought, until I heard the pull of a
trigger, then came the shot.
Van Helsing was the one stalking and through the bushes I
heard him stomping, I lay on my back twitching and crippled
and he stood there and laughed as my blood slowly trickled,
last words I heard was go with god,
and at the site of the gun I gave a nod.....
As I rise from the ashes
open my eyes and bat my lashes,
I arise in new form
something completely out of the norm,
my body lay there decomposing, and my insides started
foaming, but something wouldnt let me die
and at the farthest corner of the land I caught with my eye,
the very one who gunned me down so I howled to the moon
with a weary sound.
But now Id be the hunter there was no more dirty mutt here
I was turned into something new and the ones who could kill
me numbered in few. I came from behind and knocked
him down, and at first he yelled a disgruntled sound,
then we went at it the man and the beast, but tonight Id be
eating him, he was my feast.
With an ongoing battle I gained new powers
from the click of my fingers I brought hellish showers
fire fell from the sky, smoke filled the air; Helsing looked at
me, with a look of despair.
As if he new I was the ultimate being,
he opened his bible and started screaming, verses
the sound was like a demonic curses.
But I stood there and started ghoulishly laughing,
with a rush of my hand I had him gasping.
I choked the life from his body,
now he lay on the ground turning rotty.















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