Born to cry bloody tears at the birth of night
For I will never see the sunrise again
Blood is a necessity from now on
Nothing in this world holds such attractions - deliberation
Eating from empty plates during the daylight hours
Drinking from empty glasses at night
There is a hell, no matter where I tried to hide
It still created me, followed me, pleased me
I wanted my needs to wither and depart from this life
The old world, it was a dark gift I yearned, oh my beloved
I give to you the gift of revulsion, immortality
I went back to the path from which I came
The way of darkness the way of bereavement
Oh merciful death how you love your precious gift at night
You took my life once a long time ago
And gave me another one
Both locked together in hatred and in love
With an immortal kiss
You delivered me into the arms of death
A second time loved and caressed by death
Monstrous, seductive
You would die for just one bite
Tasting the pulsing veins, the sweet dark kiss parting from my addictive lips
My manifestation in the mirror shows only but a broken heart
The last part of me that was human died tonight in the hours of darkness
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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