Blood, the red liquid running through your veins.
Blood, the strange substance that keeps your senses keen.
Blood, The very thing you drink if you are a Catholic.
Blood, that which replaces water in Bathory’s tub.
Blood, lord Dracul’s Mountain Dew.
Blood in the future, perhaps a thing of the past,
When our arteries and veins,
are replaced with nothing but circuitry and wired frames.
Branislav Brúder 