A Poem dedicated to the Gangrel
"Lions in the street & roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
A Beast caged in the heart of the city
Body of his mother
Rotting in the summer ground.
He fled the town
He went down South
And crossed the border
Left the chaos & disorder
Back there
Over his shoulder..."
-Jim Morrison
A Poem dedicated to the Brujah
"Sudden attack
Stabbed & hacked but no
pain no death"
-Jim Morrison
A Poem dedicated to the Toreador
"Bibulous compound of
muck & mulch milk
Tenebrous connections
in forest & farm
all-swarming dish-like
elegance"
Say No More
-Jim Morrison