Du riecht so gut

Inspired by Rammstein's Du reischt so gut. Enjoy as always~

Der Wahnsinn

ist nur eine schmale Brüke

die Ufer sind Vernunft und Trieb

Ich steig dir nach

das Sonnenlicht den Geist verwirrt

ein blindes Kind das vorwärts kriecht

weil es seine Mutter riecht/

Insanity

Is only a narrow bridge

The banks are reason and desire

I’m after you

The sunlight confuses the mind

A blind child crawls forward

Because it can smell its mother/

 

  It was intoxicating. The sweet sweet blood. The very thought of it set my skin ablaze, particularly around my throat and stomach area. My mouth parches and I exhale. Inhaling again, the blood I scouted for was coming from the east, away from the departing red sun as it set the trees into sparkling autumn. My home was on fire; it was pretty. So alluring like my pain. The pain was beautiful. It hurt so much as my entire being cramps and I am forced on my hands and knees.

   I have to get to the blood.

 

Ich finde dich

Die Spur ist Frisch und auf die Brüke

Tropft dein Schweiß dein warmes Blut

Ich seh dich nicht, ich riech dich nur

Ich spüre dich

Ein Raubtier das von Hunger schreit

Wittere ich dich meilenweit

Du riecht so gut

Ich geh dir hinterher

Ich finde dich so gut

Ich steig dir nach

Gleich hab ich dich/

The track is fresh and on the bridge

drops of your sweat, your warm blood

I don’t see you, I can only sense you

a predator that screams of hunger

I track you for miles by scent

You smell so good

I follow you

I find you so good

I’m after you

I will have you soon/

 

  I’m sprinting away from the sun and toward the small village that lies down at the bottom of the forest cliff I call my home. The scent is from there; it’s coming from there. The ache stretches over my chest and abdomen and god, is it divine.  Oh, how I crave the red river. I want it. I need it. My breath comes in short gasps and I can see her.  Her long flaming hair covered her throat and her clothes covered everything. No. She can’t do that. Not when I was so close to having it. I jump down from the cliff and run down to the village. She was alone and wandering into the forest. Perfect. I grin as the pain increases at the temptation of getting so close to what I want. I crouch forward and follow her. She glides barefoot on the dead leaves, noticing every living thing but me.

   She stops suddenly and I realize I’m panting. The pain is pulling my intestines apart and I can’t take it any longer. She turns and I lunge and grab her arm. I pull her to my rock-hard chest and she screams. I shudder in delight and she struggles desperately. Lowering my head I bite down hard on her shoulder and release the fluid within. The red stream spurts out and she cries in agony, screaming useless words in my direction. I laugh at her torment; it amuses me how so little pain I’ve caused made her shriek. The stream is too little and I rip open her jugular and I’m in heaven. Her chest doesn’t move but it doesn’t matter. I have what I want. I take my pleasure slowly.

Reviews

[deepblue04]

I like it! I hope you can add more stories to this. I would be amazing to have multiple stories in a book.

[Kit-Kat Katashi]

Good. Just one correction: the artery in the neck is the jugular. Not the juggler.

[♪Kinnixk ♫]

haha thanks Maria xD

[maria♫♪]

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the picture creeps me out