The crypt

The crypt

Welcome to the crypt my sweet, I know it's late at night, I thought I'd invite you here, to share a little bite

Come see what I've brought you, I'm sure she won't be missed, she's fresh and ready for you, a virgin as you wished

She's laying on the gravestone, yes I know it's cliche that she's dressed in white, it wasn't done deliberately, it's what she wore tonight

I bring her to you as a gift, to show my fealty to my Queen, to show I'm your faithful slave, the most loyal that there's been

So feed my Vampire Queen, drink the blood fresh from her veins, then I will clear up the mess that's left, I'll deal with her remains

Is there anything else I can do my Queen, all you need to do is ask, I'm your humble servant, just give to me a task

I hope once I've proved myself, you will feed off me until I turn, then I can be a Vampire slave and serve you as I yearn

Then I can bring you anything, fresh blood each night to sip, brought to you late at night, whilst you're in the crypt

Ron