Morbid thoughts slowly destroy your will to live.
Your angelic elequance gives up it's will to forgive.
Your darkness engulfs your soul in flame,
and now your good is painfully tame.
You feed on the weak, make them egar to die.
You find a way to talk them in to suicide.
But if you look into the eyes of death,
I see you still have one last breath.
And untill your body rots away,
I will wait for you every day.
And worry about how I maybee next,
but you still remember our vampire sex.
I think in that last breath you keep.
Is part of me that continues to weep.
And I will stand by you untill your soul passes by,
Then next to you I will slowly die.