I live in the darkness
un-a where of the world around me.
I feed on the sad and desperate souls
of all those that come to find me.
You say I'm afraid to come and play,
but I am not, I just can't.
For I am the vampire that walks in the night,
feeding on all those I find.
I come out at night when no one is looking,
but wait.
I've been found.
Now I run for my life as though I am scared
For one is coming to kill me.
She finds me in my coffin sleeping,
she stabs me and I turn to dust.
No longer am I to stack in the night,
for now I am a pile of dust.