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[aid] => mick
[title] => Power
[time] => 2006-02-17 15:05:12
[hometext] => za Iris i sve ljubitelje vampira
[bodytext] => You mean nothing to me Your cries mean nothing to me You’re just food, no different than any other victim We walk over you, we feed off of you We have power over you And when you beg for your small lives You wake the animal inside We still have the power In the shadow of the night We bring death to you We’re superior, we hold your lives in our hands The blood dripping, the blood dripping Makes me seek for you You’re nothing to me, you’re nothing but my ticket to infinity Like any other victim you’ll be forgotten But the master the master lives on I long for the night I long to feel life on my lips Once more running down my throat I wait to hold your lifeless body in my arms You’re nothing to me, you’re just another body on a pile You mean nothing to me You’re nothing more than a puppet on my way to immortality [comments] => 1 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Alma [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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