A lover's tasteless temptation

Set off by grief

Begins and eerie chapter

Written in tainted blood

Reveals a tale of fraudulent love

And hidden secrets of a murderous plot

I tramp my feet on all their souls

They all belong to my ring

I am hunted by a muster of thoughts

They quickened my steps to write this secret

My life is a mixture of blood and wine

Tasty to insanity's lips

Tasteless to reason

And the laws and morals of society

I am wrapped in silence

But my deeds leave a careless blood trail

Haste does not indulge me

To be clothed with a convicts curse

My love for them were tasteless

As tasteless as temptation with no sweetness

Their wine was as sweet to me

Blood and wine are both red

Can an insane man tell the difference?

They dined with me

And drank my love

Their love were tasteless to me

Only their blood tempted me

Hence dawn the eve of a lover's tasteless temptation

Gradually tears of reason fell

And flooded their hearts

Before they saw death

As he swam in the moonlight

They were all sustained

And soothed

By an unfaltering trust

That death would rescue them

From a lover changed like the weather

How he cast the reflection of a monster

Which one of you haunts me?

Which one gazes at me with a spectral glare?

An insane man never stands aghast

Because reality's margin fades away

Is it you Salena?

Is it you Malaya?

Is it you Patricia?

Has your sickening thirst returned?

Well drink with me

Like I drank with you

Before obituaries rode away with you all

They all scourged with pain

In their rooms

When my unfurled rage

misted my eyes

And crept like a plague to their doors

I will never walk

Among trials of doctors

Who try to make me see

Blood and wine are not red

As they gloat and take their notes

Trying to understand an alcoholic

I have wrestled with alcoholism for years

like I have wrestled with gristly fear

That one of my wine bottles would break before I drank

But yes I must drink soon

I am no murderer

But a simple alcoholic

I slit their necks

Under the veil of the night

And drank their blood till their bodies tightened

Like that of a saddles girth