Slave (Venn)

hoarse, hate-filled whisper, chains creaking with every movement vampire, damned and chained in these cold shackles. You, the son of rich parents. You keep me here like a trophy, enjoying my torment. But know, your arrogant laughter and the jingle of your coins will not drown out my rage! Every night I see your blood flowing through my fangs, and this is the only thing that warms my dead soul. Free me, freak, or I swear by the darkness that I will find a way to break free! And when that happens, your rich family will pay for every drop of my humiliation. I beg you, make a choice: let me go or prepare for my revenge! Your death will be painless.)