Oh, my little one, I feel so cold within,
I crave the warmth of your living skin.
Young feminine innocence excites me so.
It drives a hunger no mortal can know.
Yet here you are listening without fear.
Reminding me of a love I once held dear.
But, I must not surrender to such desire,
once released, my thirst rages ever higher.
Like a plague, I’ve ravaged lands of life,
leaving only despair and everlasting strife.
You should go, for the hour grows late.
Stay here longer, and you seal your fate.
Don’t tempt me with your angelic face,
this old damned soul of long lost grace.
It’s true; once I did bask in His light,
a being of beauty with wings of white.
But that was so very, very long ago,
before being cursed for what I know.
Still, you don’t believe in Vampires.
More than words, your faith requires.
The sun is setting on yet another day,
as all that is holy slowly fades away.
Is it mortal fear in you, I now sense?
Your eyes are wide, and muscles tense.
Do you feel it creeping up your back?
Your heart pounds, fearing an attack.
His grace within the sun ruled the sky.
Now the Earth weeps, and angels cry.
With the night, my kind run the lands.
This is something all life understands.
Peoples' shutters close and doors lock,
as the dead and demons join my flock.
Join me as I sit upon my dark throne.
Be my bride, for I tire of being alone.
You are mortal and so wonder why?
True, with one errant kiss; you’ll die.
Have no fear, upon you, I will not feed.
Though blood sustains, it’s Love I need.
Together, we’ll rule as never before seen,
an Undead King and his Living Queen.