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Darkness falls
Darkness falls
High upon the rooftop the Vampire Queen sits in wait, looking for you to make that one mistake, the one that'll seal your fate
Stay in the lightened streets, keep others in your sight, if your alone for a moment, you'll lose your life tonight
She watches people go about their tasks, oblivious that's she's there, waiting for the opportunity, to take life without a care
Her hunger is insatiable, her desires must be fed, she'll drink the life force from your veins, until she's sure your dead
Young or old, grown up or child, to her it's all the same, to feed on those who come in reach is her only aim
Teeth glistening in moonlight, her eyes are like a hawk, waiting for your last mistake, as alone you start to walk
Then like the silent assassin, she swoops to stake her claim, she wraps herself around you and feeds straight from your vein
When the Sunlight comes again, you bodies laying on the ground, you've been sanguinated, there's no blood left to be found
Ron
High upon the rooftop the Vampire Queen sits in wait, looking for you to make that one mistake, the one that'll seal your fate
Stay in the lightened streets, keep others in your sight, if your alone for a moment, you'll lose your life tonight
She watches people go about their tasks, oblivious that's she's there, waiting for the opportunity, to take life without a care
Her hunger is insatiable, her desires must be fed, she'll drink the life force from your veins, until she's sure your dead
Young or old, grown up or child, to her it's all the same, to feed on those who come in reach is her only aim
Teeth glistening in moonlight, her eyes are like a hawk, waiting for your last mistake, as alone you start to walk
Then like the silent assassin, she swoops to stake her claim, she wraps herself around you and feeds straight from your vein
When the Sunlight comes again, you bodies laying on the ground, you've been sanguinated, there's no blood left to be found
Ron
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