Manegarm

The clothes are soaked,
pours from my face.
The bittersweet wine,
the blood of the human race.
An endless journey
Through flesh and bone
When the cravings start
The will to control my soul is gone
The ravenous spirit I altar
My thoughts impaled by you.
I eat the life
I suck out their strength.
That what I sink my teeth into
Will increase my body's length