In the darkness I wait
Consumed by hate
It's the only thing I have left to hang onto
I throw my blade at those silly girls in their skirts and summer tans when they go out at night
Everyone knows that our pale skin glows under the moonlight
They'll be lucky if they're alive after tonight
In their obituary Cause Of Death: Vampire Bite

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