Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Beast of Blood ❯ Beast of Blood ( One-Shot )

(AN: I'm uhhh not to sure about this. This is my first step into WK fanfiction and well... I don't know if I want to do any more. It's uhh short. But it's about Farfie! And it's to Malice Mizer's Beast of Blood. Yes an English translation of it even though only like the chorus is in Japanese. I dunno why. Seemed to fit Farf. I'm rambling now. Review if you're kind enough.)

Beast of Blood

the future dyed in fresh blood... my tortured senses

Blood. Farfello was going to hurt God tonight. Yes God would cry over the loss of his faithful sheep. His stupid faithful sheep that bought into his lies and his deceit. Farfello would give them each a slow death, and show them that their God merely laughed at their insolence.

Place of silence, moving shadows
Crimson eyes are strangely gleaming in the darkness
Madness starting to awake
Playful desire starving of blood
Get down limitless night

Blood. It would run down the floor. It would paint the walls. Farfello would lick it slowly from his blade, half in contempt, half in pleasure. Was their blood sweet? He supposed it would be. Sweet with the tears of God. There would be pain tonight. Not his own, but God's. Farfello would be happy. God would be in pain.

Beast of Blood

Along with the scream from the death throes
Sharp claws are shining brighter
Dually obscene breaths continues
And rips apart the silence of the night
Crossing the uplifty night
Get down limitless night

Blood. Farfello looked down at the girl in front of him. Like a child he cocked his head to the side as she moan in pain and gasped for breath. He felt like laughing at the low gurgling sound made by the blood as it filled her lungs. He licked some of that very knife he had moments before rammed through her chest. Sweet with innocence.

Beast of Blood

the scent of blood intertwined around my breath,
floats about the air on this night of esctasy
the future dyed in fresh blood... my tortured senses
the scent of blood intertwined around my breath,
floats about the air on this night of ecstasy

Blood. He was covered in it, saturated with it. He was made complete with it. It's smell it's texture it's taste. He wanted more. The more sheep that bled, the more God would cry. Was God in agony yet? He should be. Your sheep are dying God. Soon you will too.

Beast of Blood

No fear, no sadness
Lofty life is tasting loneliness and eternity
And near by the target with no more life
Red drops on my greedy lips
Falls down on the freezing ground
Get down limitless night

Blood. Farfello stood, arms hanging loosely at the side, and threw his head back uttering an animalistic howl that struck fear into the hearts of any person left living in the building. He moved through the darkened hallways like a jungle cat, ripping anything in his way to shreds.

Beast of Blood

"Spills blood on me 'til it fills my body"

Blood. The man coughed up blood and gasped for breath much like the small girl before him. This was getting boring. Look at your child God, look at how he suffers. Someday you will suffer like this, and I will laugh. Just you wait.

the scent of blood intertwined around my breath,
floats about the air on this night of ecstasy
the future dyed in fresh blood... my tortured senses
the desire gushing out of the cold body is wet with red blood
screams of desire resound on this night... my senses throb sharply

Blood. Dressed in a suit that was once pristine white, but was now a wet blood red, Farfello left the bloodsplattered walls and nodded to his smaller companion. His companion looked slightly sick for a moment, but then gave a small smile and looked back to the building. Slowly the church collapsed to the ground as the two onlookers watched.

the scent of blood intertwined around my breath,
floats about the air on this night of ecstasy
the future dyed in fresh blood... my tortured senses

"See Nagi, I told you church tipping was fun," Farfello smirked as he fell into step with his companion.

"I suppose, but Crawford is going to have a fit when he see you," Nagi grumbled, but there was a humored glint in his expressive eyes.

" Well he did call me a beast of blood."

Beast of Blood