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The Vampyre

by geronimostilton

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1.
I 05:06
Dead eyes piercing past my body leaving hooks in my skin dragged through a dark tunnel with no light at the end Beguiled by the bored demeanor of this man, a Lord carrying the name of Ruthven Attached to him as a vessel of indifference, I ask that he take me away Observing him now with more closeness i am even more perplexed than ever the coldness never leaves his nature, no matter how much one attempts to engage with him His fortune tends to be spent often on charity, or vices such as gambling and sex there’s an unsaid curse to these transacations those who deal with him are met with cruel twists of fate I’ve found letters addressed to me they Plead, “Aubrey leave this monster his sadistic heart will bring you nothing but despair” This man is poisonous, a danger to the pure I lament my naivety, it’s clear what I must do Sever this disease, run away and bar the door solace found in athens, far from Ruthven’s sins a place I found a person who liberated me from his memory her name is ianthe, and her kind heart drew me in she holds a wonder towards the world, believing in all but the most explicable things the tales she tells could make my blood run cold she told me to beware the vampyre in the woods that I travel I merely laughed her off night falls as I return, the heavens rain down with a terrible storm seeking shelter in a hovel in the forest screams and laughter beckon me through the dark knocked down by some super-human force, breathless, weight upon my chest, I prepare to die the light of torches saves my life , the monster flees im met with a search party sent by the screams leaving for a moment they return with a pale corpse ianthe still and lifeless, blood torn from her throat Falling to illness, drifting away
2.
II 03:05
I awoke from my slumber to find myself in Ruthven’s care at first he seemed so changed, until the end of my invalidity we share the same calculating silence now leave the past by sea to flit through a land filled with bandits against the defile they corner us as I cower with him from the bullets, he’s shot bleeding out he asks me “swear to me as I die that for a year and a day, you will not speak a word of my crimes. preserve my honor, never let them know I died” I swore, and he died laughing sleep evades my grasp, my mind so plagued by the oath I gave as he passed sunrise bodes me to the room where we had laid his corpse the body gone, they said they’d brought it up the mountain shown the first cold glare of the moon and since dissapeared left filed with conjectures, I venture home
3.
III 06:30
Home tastes bittersweet as I live in the shadow of a monsters memory attempting in vain to escape I see my sister I feel dread inside a fear within me coming back to life A whisper in my ear, to remember my oath before i saw the dead before me standing right beside my sister with his serpentine tongue and fake facade of interest the spider’s web is being spun the spider’s web is being spun I panic but am met with confusion, unable to explain myself, over the cacophany of horrors in my thoughts any time I nearly get a word out, I hear him in my mind “Remember your oath” “Remember your oath” “Remember your oath” hiding from the horrors in my life in any corner that will take me sleepless nights through empty streets, my honor swept away as his curse unfolds no one listens to me anymore my voice is loud and my clothes are torn now I’m nothing to my world take me home lock me away expel me from society i feel my soul detaching from my body gradually, over the course of months my family keeps what’s left of me in bed as I watch horrors unfold beyond my control: I see what’s coming, I see her dying my sister falling to the arts of the vampyre upon the day of their wedding I feel a fervor rise within me A manic last pulse of energy, my body’s last attempt at apprehending this evil I’ll kill him myself I run into the drawing-room and lunge to seperate my sister from this demon pushed down by the hand of the groom I’m returned to the prison of my bed We’ll watch her die Blood drained trust violated We’ll meet her corpse tonight I can see it all as my soul detaches She’s bleeding out in her wedding dress I see it all as the sickness reclaims me my mind stained red in its final moments

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This ep is based off of "The Vampyre" by John Polidori.
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released October 31, 2023

Cover art by Nadia @internetpoints on instagram

Mastered by Natalie @twolonelyspines_ on instagram

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