Houston by Night: 1995 to the End of Days

A Little Poem to get us Started

As Sung by a Malkavian

In the singing shattered midnight
By the coral sands of time
Through the bloody gates of heaven
Past the sentries in my mind

Bring about the change so quickly
Bring about the terror’s night
Bring about the blood of lovers
Bring about the smell of fright

I see you watching where I walk
Through the moonlit jasmine fields
Listen closely as I talk
About the stars and their lovers past

Past poppies burning bright
Into towers of Blacken Bone
Follow me, Bastard of Caine
Come with me. I have no home

As I drain your life’s blood sweetly
As you sigh into my warm hands
As I suck your madness neatly
Streaming down like crimson bands

I dance the dance of the fool
And pray you find me mad
For if you lay hands upon the root
You’ll know me without illusion
And find me guilty of the truth



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