Lust for Blood.

A myriad of foggy memories crowding into the streets,
where do I go now?
There's nothing here
where do I go now?
I wanted so much more than your calming words and promises.
I wanted to desire so much than silent whispers in bar booths
so much more than that.
There's an empty column in our hearts for you
and an empty kingdom throne.
Without you here to rule over my heart
Where do I go now?

Where would we go for our Lust for Blood?
Wander through the streets after transparent ghosts of ourselves.
What is it that we need so much?
Our Lust for Blood is what made chase after
our many escaping dreams.

[This one isn't as emotional.D:]