But Death We Are, And Death We've

I Was A Newborn Vampire, Weeping At The Beauty Of The Night.

I Stumble Through A Carnival Of Horrors

The Earth Here Is Beautiful. And It Still Belongs To The Dead.

A Starving Child Is A Frightful Sight. A Starving Vampire, Even Worse.

I Wish We Had More Visible Christian And Catholic Leaders Who Talked About Love.