that which feeds my life although a vampiric one it is.
I keep using the things of my own severe and critical weapon,
which is the weapon i cannot have,
which a city i cannot be in,
whose love i am torn without.
Yes I am,
but what is the cost of all this, when i see that which i cannot be…
Please Stormbringer, do not test me. Do not feed me, I welcome death
than this existance.