Hiding from the day;
roaming in the night.
Hunting down my prey;
longing for the bite.
Moonlight brings out skin so pale
as does it show my white fangs.
As they die I, prevail.
I bite down and they feel pangs.
My food: their blood. A coffin: my bed.
No longer a saint; a demon I am.
Behold, for I am the living dead!
There's neither Heaven nor Hell, no need to damn.
Behold my soft hair and my striking eyes.
I know you stare in awe.
Outer beauty is my perfect disguise.
Can't find a single flaw.
I read your thoughts and know your emotions.
I KNOW everything about you.
All you know of me are silly notions.
It is known how much you want me too.
I am the darkness destroying the light
and I am the living nightmare.
Someone will parish in my arms tonight.
I'm the vampire you fear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem