I can see her face in every candle flame
All I ask is to know her name
I knew right then we were meant to be
because the girl I loved was cursed like me
For she hates the morning and loves the night
Our lust increase's by the fires light
She hunts like an animal as she stalks her prey
For the victim she gets will never see another day
She fed on the innocent and her feelings were blind
Until she confronted another of her kind
It was I she had met and with no regret
We pierced each other to start the bloodlet
Our wounds so deep the blood would not stop
We kept our lips locked and enjoyed every dropp
A whole new world that she didn't see
We now share together for all eternity
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