The Vampire

The Night only makes it worse

The Stars only make it burn

The moon only makes me plead

The Night Crawlers make me weep 

And The Undead Relatives only bring me in

Me in

Inside the depths of night as my heart

Us filled with its bloody poison

In which it consumes my body

Until nothings left

I must wait til mornings bright face

So i can relive my pain

And me free again

Before the next night

When it starts all over again