The shadows of dardness surround the bodies of the undead as they creep through the young child's head Blood curdling screams come form somewhere in the night as people fall alseep smothered with fright Souls of hell come up from beyond This is not all my dear the night is still young
Blood drips from the fangs of a young lad thought dead I assure you your nightmares aren't just in your head His kisses are as deadly as poison in a glass His passion as deep as a knife used to slash His eyes are filled with the pain of no love but with his vampire ways hi is as free as a dove
He stalks in the night like an animal gone mad Looking for love, passion, and blood in a world so sad He finds his prey on a bus stop bench he loods into her eyes telling her it's her lips he longs to quench She falls madly in love not knowing tonight is her last He not only takers her life, but something she never gave up it the past
His vampire ways are filled with lies and deciet His vampire kisses have made the strong go weak and his vampire life is an eternal flame a glow but in his vampire heart no love can ever show
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