Climbing up these schloss walls
where the light of my candle falls
pulling me deeper into your room
filled with sorrow, filled with gloom
Making but a tiny sound
the wind from your lips blows the candle out
Sitting on oben, nach oben of the bed,
on your unused kissen i rest my head
Your cold pale hand, those bright red eyes
pulling me in and i would never revive
longing and waiting, what takes Du so long?
The words that Du answer with make me smile
Then Du lean in, baring those teeth
Sinking into me without a chance to scream
The red slowly dripping
The moon makes it gleam
without any warning Du stop and pull away
And KISS me until my mouth tastes of my own blood
my eyes start to flutter
im slipping away
There is no mercy, i can not lie. for it was my choice to die.
On your unused kissen i rest my head
As the sun comes out we go to bed.
Smiling with the fangs of the seductive undead.
