Varna sat back in a shadowed corner of the Inn, tapping her fingers on a tabletop. Softly, she began to sing.

A Vampire's Lament

Some nights as the cold wind blows

And lightning streaks through the sky,

I long for rest, for true death.

And I wonder why I try.

The world around gives me cold regard,

The gods turn their faces aside,

So for company I must call to My fellow Children of the Night.

You are all the same tonight.

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Blood!

My soul cries out to me. The one thing that I need. Blood!

 I hear it constantly. So I go out again to feed.

As the sun strikes my flinching gaze

And the people turn from me, I despair of ever finding a way To make all of them see.

But not all of them run from me - Some of them stand and fight.

How can I tell them? They just don't see.

Though it burns, I welcome the light.

I stand between the darkness and the light.

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Blood!

My soul cries out to me. The one thing that I need. Blood!

So I go on through lonely nights

And endless, searing days.

I wander in, and I feed again

And then I go my separate way.

But there will always be blood - so sweet! -

And death, and chaos, and fright. S

o though I seem civil as we meet

Guard yourself from the shadows tonight.

I command the shadows tonight.

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Blood!

My soul cries out to me. The one thing that I need. Blood!

So I stand outside the circle of the fire

Shunned by man and beast and god.

 I wonder why, and to the night I cry Bitter, lonely tears of blood.

I stand weeping tears of blood.