She flies through the night,
In search of fresh blood.
Outside the window,
I hear a soft thud...
Now through my juggler,
She's suddenly torn.
Sweet Vampire Girl,
For this I was born.
Lips red as a rose,
Teeth sharp as a thorn
Drink of my blood,
Drink till I'm dry
Steal my soul,
with you I will fly.
Close by your side
Through the kingdoms of night.
I fly through the night
In search of fresh blood
Outside the window
She hears a soft thud...
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