The Want For It Is Unbearable 
I Long For Its Sweet Taste 
I Hunt In The Streets For My Drug Of Choice Tongiht 
Will It Be A Male Or A Female  To Satisfy My Hunger 
I Think Female To Myself As I See A Short Cute Little Red Head Who Smells Of Cotton Candy
I Follow Her Into An Alley 
Her Scent Stronger With Every Step I Take Towards Her 
I Know She Knows Im There
Right Then She Turns To Me And Says 
Feeling Frisky Sugar
500 Bucks And This Could Be Yours 
Just Then I Grab Her She Tries To Fight But I Laugh It Off
I Press My Nose Into Her Strawberry Hair 
It Smells Like Strawberries And Sex 
I Barely Remember The Taste Of Fresh Strawberries I Think To Myself Before Plunging My Fangs Deep Into Her Snow White Neck 
The Crimson Liquid Invading My Mouth I Moan With Joy 
She Tastes Better Than She Smells 
I Start To Drink Slower As Her Pulse Starts To Weaken 
I Want This To Last 
I Think To Myself As The Thirst Only Gets Greater The More And More I Drink 
The More I Can't Get Enough 
The Thing About Being A Child Of The Night 
You Can Never Have Enough Of That Thick Nectar 
Blood Is Just To Sweet To Just Have One Mortal 
I Feel Her Heart Stop And I Release My Fangs And Drop Her Like A Bad Habbit 
My Hunger Will Never Be Satified 
For I Am Vampire 
And With Immortality Comes 
Blood Lust