The Night. Such a lovely blanket in which I have been tucked under for centuries. Since 1721 I have been forced to live in this hollow existence. Why? Is the life of an immortal worth giving up so much? Is it worth blowing out the candles of day? I tire of this. My will to feed, gone. I wish to spend my days within the suns glare. I remember the days in courtyards of Del Valle. Such beautiful flowers. Maria would pick one and place it in her hair.
Maria: Diego. Aren't these flowers so lovely?
Diego: Yes my dear. As lovely as you.
Maria: I cannot wait until the Spring Festival. The music, the carnivals. Such a joyous time.
Diego: Like the time I fell in the mud, trying to assist the old lady from Santiago.
Maria: (Laughing) Yes, yes I remember that Diego. You were mighty upset. Covered in soil, I felt so terrible for you.
She was always full of laughter and joy. She could take the saddest soul and bring forth a smile from them. That is true power. She touched so many lives, and yet not enough to save her own. Mary is so much like her, able to touch so many lives. I know she is safe, better somewhere else than here. We lead dangerous lives, and yet so hollow and empty. So many of us destined for nothing. We hide from the world, and yet expect a place in it. We feed amoungst those that we once were. Kill that which is our heritage. Like a circle that keeps spinning with no end in site, I crave mortality again. To release from this existence, whether in life or death. I no longer wish to be in between.
Rocker: I choose to be mortal once again.
REDEEMER by Marilyn Manson
The hunger inside given to me, makes me what I am
Always it is calling me, for the blood of man
They say I cannot be this, I am jaded, hiding from the day.
I can't bare, I cannot tame the hunger in me
Oh, I say I did and always searching, you can't !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! with me.
So instead you'll taste my pain.
The hunger inside given to me, makes me feel alive.
Always out stalking prey, in the dark I hide.
Feeling, falling, hating, feel like I am fading, hating life.
They say I cannot be this, I am jaded, hiding from the day.
I can't bare, I cannot tame the hunger in me...
Oh, I say I did and always searching, you can't !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! with fate.
So instead you'll taste my pain.
You say your life I'm taking, always bothering me, I can't take this anymore, I'm failing, always smothering me
You look down on me, hey what you see, take this gift from me, you will soon be me.
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I TOLD YOU ABOUT THESE MORTALS BROTHA YETS IT SEEMS TO ALWAYS FALL ON DEAF EARS......BUH-BYE CF...IT WAS NICE KNOWING YA.........>>>>FADING INTO THE SHADOWS OF THE NIGHT<<<<<<