• The screams of mortals echo though out the tombstones’ home
    Blood curling and bewitched
    We don’t see the light
    A pair of bats’ wings flaps a lovely tune
    A coffin stirs
    I have awaken, thirsty very thirsty
    Praying for the red mercury to touch my blackened lips
    My hunt has begun
    Searching and searching I find my feast
    A girl stands dead still
    Staring at her from my comforting shadows
    I flash my fangs out; the moonlight makes them shine like silver
    Those brown eyes of mine turn a beautiful blood-red
    My snow, pale hand gets a hold of a prized meal
    I bare my K-9 teeth to her neck
    Holding on to my prey, I drink to my black hearts desire
    This mortal obeyed my wish; I have had my filling of the ruby red liquid
    And my full-mooned night has ended
    The demonic sun is rising
    My snow white body sleeps in my confined bed till nightfall