Blood is the life. Darkness, our feeding ground. At dusk we are strong. Like the wounds of dawn, we are gone. We embrace our immortal life. And fear
Blood is the life. Darkness, our feeding ground. At dusk we are strong. Like the wounds of dawn, we are gone. We embrace our immortal life. And
: Blood is the life. Darkness, our feeding ground. At dusk we are strong. Like the wounds of dawn, we are gone. We embrace our immortal life. And
