
They underestimate me and what I'm capable of...
They find sweetness in bitter eyes.
I can ask sweetly for something I want,
Because just taking it is far too simple...
I can take softly with sneaky fingers
And make them touch heaven before I'm done with them.
Stupid people and gullible weaklings,
Don't know what I'm capable of, what I can do...
They think asking for permission is something I need
But no. It's something I like to do."
The vampire within comes out to slaughter them...
And all the thoughts of kindness are expunged...
It's okay though, when my eyes open I am safe
And my face is buried safely in your chest.
My nightmare is expelled.