• I hear you crying to your God.
    You know your dying after all.
    You prepare yourself with a metal rod
    As you walk into a darkened fall.

    I stalk you to your favorite place
    In the nights darkest hour.
    I feel our hearts begin to race
    As you sense my hidden power.

    I sink my fangs into your throat.
    You scream out loud in a deathly haste.
    I figured out the poems you wrote.
    As your blood drops to fancy my taste.

    I've drained your body dead
    As your hearts stops beating.
    Now I stitch into you a final thread
    While you accept death's humble greeting.

    You've left a world that you've called home
    As I cut my wrist to give you new life.
    Now you'll step unto the throne
    As the King of the Vampire's new wife.