Eternal Ones

Stars eat dust,
Blood is a stain.
It dies away into the devouring fire,
Waits for nothing.
Hastens death.
Drips life.
Thick crimson velvet,
Eats time,
Feeds on the darkness.
It stains the night with the smell of death.
Eternal life,
The dead among the living,
...They are always watchful...