Hard times for vampires lost in their dreams
Hoping someday that the sun will be so nice
On the weak white skin, the very fair price
Given by a pacificator as a good ice cream.
The cold weather is a sweet benediction
For these shadows full of the dark energy,
Along the night they can feel the intensity
Of their power, a running fast transportation.
The luck is welcome, maybe this beautiful day
Will be an unforgettable experience
That will change with a little chance
Some lifes hidden finding the liight as a key.
The medecine they must drink is here now
At their side, but the curious eyes
Are looking slowly for every few details
To escape a desaster somewhere below.
The sky is blue and the birds are singing,
Not an usual song for them, not so sure
To be able to sing after, but a real cure
Of happiness, a match on the boxing ring.
The vampires have drunk, too much even,
They didnt want to lose their hopes,
A group is trying now to slide on the soap
Under the hot sun, this test is not the heaven.
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