• Pray for my death,
    It pains my heart
    To see myself in a cuddly dawn.
    The new day sprang from my window above,
    The rule of the vampiress setting below.
    The wings of sunshine,
    Enclosed in them,
    Is a body full of darkness and blood.
    The crystal ball in her hands,
    The death of men in her eyes stands.
    The blood which she drank from a thousand preys,
    To make her young everyday.
    The blood which ran down her chin,
    Never she considered i    t as a sin.