As darkness turns to light my scythe turns cold
A symbol of our sacredness
My teeth gleam in moonlight
My thirst grows harder to control
Innocence walks by everyday
Unsuspecting to their stalker
A chest of cold passion
Face immature of emotion
My back a field of anger
The scars a tribute to my honor
My weapon
Stained in blood
My only friend in this god forsaken world
The constant rhythm of an endless tale
Is my only way of life
A symbol of our sacredness
My teeth gleam in moonlight
My thirst grows harder to control
Innocence walks by everyday
Unsuspecting to their stalker
A chest of cold passion
Face immature of emotion
My back a field of anger
The scars a tribute to my honor
My weapon
Stained in blood
My only friend in this god forsaken world
The constant rhythm of an endless tale
Is my only way of life
