A dark creature climbed out of the grave
It was blood that was craved
A silent sigh she gave
Beware of bats in a cave
People without a belief
Will turn into devil
Such sayings in a bible
How unbelievable!
Look how the hair line flow
Creping miserably and real slow
Maybe one day Love will overflow
Not until Blood ever float
Oh, god, poor soul
Won’t you let her go.
Buried alive underground, in spite of heartbreaking cries
In those freaky nights, They come around!
Turning into a devil, But heart still warm
Searching for love, will ever last!
Who says they are evil
Evil destiny with nice soul
Who ever made them miserable?
Will be despised as some foul
It’s god I’m talking about
Won’t you let the good side come out
Maybe some place in the vampire’s heart
Endless love might sprout！