A vampire's life cold and dark. A vampire's life a lonely existence.
My life is a hollow grave dead ground. The moon kisses while the sun stings and burns.
A vampire's life is dark and dense never dying but never seeing.
We are feared but then what do we fear? We have everything but it turns out we have nothing.
They want to be us, but in a vampire's life they want death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem