VAMPYRES LUST

WHEN THE NIGHT COMES
THAT IS WHEN I WAKE
FOR THAT IS WHEN MY ENDLESS SOUL
DOES FORTAKE....

IN THE PAIN OF OTHERS
SO I SHALL SURVIVE....
THEIR DARK WARM WINE...
IT IS SO DEVINE

AGAIN, AGAIN AND AGAIN....
MY HUNGER DOES GROW
BY MY CURSSED THIRST
BUT MY HEART IS SHALLOW

I FAINTLY REMEMBER
HOW I ONCE FELT...
MY HEART WAS ONCE WARM WITH A LOVE
BUT NOW IT IS BLACK AND COLD

LOVE ONCE HAD....
BUT, THEIR SHALL BE NONE TOMORROW
NOR, NEVER AGAIN.....
ONLY SLEEP AND HUNGER...

FOR MY ONLY PLEASURE
IS THE PAIN AND SUFFFERING...
OF OTHERS...TO FEED MY COLD SOUL
TO RELENQUISH THIER LIVES...

THAT IS MY STRIFE
FOR THAT WARM RIVER
THAT FLOWS IN THEIR VEINS
IT IS THE WINE THEY HAVE

THE WINE, I MUST TAKE
THE HUNGER FOR WHICH I CRAVE
WARM, SWEET, AND DEVINE...
THAT IS THE TASTE

NOW I MUST MAKE HASTE
FOR DAYBREAK IS SOON TO COME
THIS EVENING IS OVER
I HAVE HAD MY FILL, AND MY FUN...

BACK TO MY CHAMBER
I MUST RETURN....
AND SLEEP ONCE AGAIN....

UNTIL NIGHTFALL AWAKENS....
UPON THIS EARTH, I SHALL TOO ARISE
FORTAKE IN MY PLEASURES
DRINK MY FILL OF THEIR WINE....

WISHING, ANOTHER NIGHT
I SHALL NOT FIND....
SO MY ETERNAL HUNGER WILL BE GONE...
AND, MY DAYS WILL END FROM THIS TIME....