Lust For Blood Poem by Abdul Malik Mandani

What secrets lurk in my mind,
What forces torment my soul?
Secrets of some sinister kind,
Forces of evil eyes, black as coal!

I can sense your pounding heart
And smell the sweat of your fear,
Lo! I say so in truth from the start
So you are forewarned, be clear.

I thirst for blood, warm and red,
And a virgin's heart I wildly desire,
If you read any further you'll be led
down a path to the pit of fiery fire.

I cast diabolical spells with words
to lure you into a satanic ritual,
I use no knives, arrows or swords,
It's purely carnal and not spiritual.

Do not read this poem twice,
It will trigger invocation to a spirit,
And turn your warm blood into ice
And let me your soul to inherit!