An exposed neck.
Fangs hidden under heavy kisses.
A desire to become one with this vampire.
A dress on the floor,one more kiss,
Just one more.
I reach out for the door... He's gone to far.
I'm dead in the fire.
Draining of blood, SO much desire.
Becoming, becoming, I'm becoming one with the vampire.
Dressed in dead.
Emotions unread.
Dieing in side.
No place to hide.
Drained of hope.
At the end of my rope.
Dead at the end.
He was never my friend.
Dressed in coal.
Hundred years untold.
Buried alive.
No way to survive.
Dead past.
Nothing will last.
