Collapsing all around me, my world of tumbleweeds
deeds that go unsaid, and things that I need
Would you call it a need or maybe just a game, Taking others lives,
Sleeping during the day.
Night falls upon me as I raise my pretty head,
I dress up for the evening, I dress up for the dead.
I watch their bodies fall swiftly to the floor,
as I lay them in their bed, my body yurns for more,

More scratching
More screaming
More tearing of the skin
More biting
More eating


Taking their life in;

More blood to drink as I dine on their life,
I am a vampire and this is my fight.