The Darkest Hour

THE DARKEST HOUR

The black of night is my greatest ally,
A shroud of shadows my protection.
Cursed with an unquenchable thirst.
That crimson drink offers no redemption.

I was murdered long ago,
By the hands of the most honorable.
She too was cursed by the night,
Only the moon makes her uncontrolable.

A century has passed since our last encounter,
Now we have both been resurrected and given back our gifts.
Scarred by daylight because of the curse,
The only time we have together is as day and night begins to shift.

Let this blood quench me just until the stroke of twelve.
I beg her curse to subside for just this All Hallows Eve,
So we may have one night of togetherness and sin,
Before these curses change what we belive.

She has returned, my love, the one I am destined for.
"Come to me my one and only, let us have a single night."
Wait...she has excepted her curse and what she will become,
The one that can destroy me is the one that makes my muscles numb.

"Please don't make me give in to my evil entities."
She changed and thrashed out in a hellish rage.
"You give me no choice, I will fight for my life."
This was a battle to the death that could be accounted by no page.

Blood seeping from every wound on us both,
Only a fatal bite from one to the other would end this war.
I began my final ascent, fangs ready to tear flesh,
What...what is this pain...has my...my own neck been torn?

The venom shot through my body before I even felt the pain.
What's this? She is bleeding too? How could this be?
I bit her too, she's dying on this barren wasteland.
The last thing I every heard,"I love....."