Vampire

I walk as the creature of the night
Never daytime, for the sun hurts my sight
My thirst, my hunger, my life source is blood
Lighter than maroon, darker than a rose bud
Blood is an addiction, one which i've always craved
Drinking those who are sick, the ones that will die soon
Their screams of struggle a melody, a sweet and perfect tune
My skin is white as snow, so people say
The kind you'll see on a Christmas day
I am never cold, never warm
Never freezing in a blizzard storm
The living say my drinking is a sin and will send me straight to hell
I never had a soul to begin with, but they I will never tell
I can never age, never grow old
Staying young forever, never do what i'm told
My hair black as night, my eyes dark green
Quiet as the wind i can never be seen
My body quite thin, but curvy all around
Hiding in places where i'll never be found
My voice gentle, soft and sweet
Tricking my prey to come, then have them lying dead at my feet
Innocent souls i take, their blood all mine
Ready for the picking, all in a straight line
My heart cold as ice, hard as stone
No emotions at all, leaving me alone
I don't need to breathe, I'm the living dead
Feasting on others' blood, delicious and red
They are weak, I they cannot fight
For I am the creature of the night.