So daddy, I'm finally through. The black telephone's off at the root, The voices just can't worm through. If I've killed one man, I've killed two -- The vampire who said he was you And drank my blood for a year, Seven years, if you want to know. Daddy, you can lie back now. There's a stake in your fat black heart And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.
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Pregnancy demonstrates the deterministic character of woman's sexuality. Every pregnant woman has body and self taken over by a chthonian force beyond her control. In the welcome pregnancy, this is a happy sacrifice. But in the unwanted one, initiated by rape or misadventure, it is a horror. Such unfortunate women look directly into nature's heart of Darkness. For a fetus is a benign tumor, a vampire who steals in order to live. The so-called miracle of birth is nature getting her own way.
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I laugh in the face of danger! Then I hide until it goes away.
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Luxury is the first, second and third cause of the ruin of republics. It is the vampire which soothes us into a fatal slumber while it sucks the lifeblood of our veins.
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I was waiting. I feel like some part of me will always be waiting for you. Like if I'm old and blue-haired, and I turn the corner in Istanbul, and there you are, I won't be surprised... because you're with me, you know?
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hey party inmy eye socket and evybody is invited... sometimes i just shouldn't say things
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The Art of Love: knowing how to combine the temperment of a vampire with the discretion of an anemone.
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Immortaliy is a good idea until you realize that you are going to spend it alone.
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it's not about good or evil it's about power
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We must all die. There's nothing terrible about death. But to live on after death, a soul, earthbound, a vampire—you don't wish any such fat...
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Blood is thicker than water, and much tastier.
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And what if there is no hell? Or what if they don't want us there... ever think of that?
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Frost When was the last time you stopped to appreciate a good sunset- oh yeah that's right. You were born a vampire.
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Capital is dead labor, which, vampire-like, lives only by sucking living labor, and lives the more, the more labor it sucks.
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Drink my blood and live forever!
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