Call of the Kindred 
Come to me, little mortal 
I can bring you to heaven's portal 
There'll be no sorrow, there'll be no pain 
Feelings of joy will fill your brain 

Come to me, sweet human thing 
Give me your heart and I'll make it sing 
Forget your fears, leave them behind 
Forget the troubles of your kind 

Come to me... yes, that's right 
Now hold still, it's no good to fight 
I'll take your blood, and leave you dying 
Didn't you realise I could be lying? 
�Solinquair, 1996







Last revised: September 16, 2006

 

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