A dark creature climbed out of the grave  It was blood that was craved  A silent sigh she gave  Beware of bats in a cave

   People without a belief  Will turn into devil  Such sayings in a bible  How unbelievable!

   Look how the hair line flow  Creping miserably and real slow  Maybe one day Love will overflow  Not until Blood ever float  Oh, god, poor soul  Won’t you let her go.

   Buried alive underground, in spite of heartbreaking cries  In those freaky nights, They come around!  Turning into a devil, But heart still warm  Searching for love, will ever last!

   Who says they are evil  Evil destiny with nice soul  Who ever made them miserable?  Will be despised as some foul

   It’s god I’m talking about  Won’t you let the good side come out  Maybe some place in the vampire’s heart  Endless love might sprout!