• In the forest I race through the trees

    My cold pale skin glows under the moon's rays

    I have a lust for my food I am a vampire

    Chasing after my prey....which is you

    your insite I pounce

    My teeth skin deep into your warm skin

    When you drain of your blood I feel more alive while feel more dead

    Now you lay cold on the floor

    As cold as me

    I am still in internal state

    And so are you

    the only thing different is your dead