She is my sin, my sweetest bane,
Her eyes of angel hurt my soul,
But I enjoy with sacred pain,
Which kills my dreams so cruel & foul.
I‘ve lost my mind, I’ve lost my pride,
Her godlike voice enslaved my heart.
I drawn in darkling deeps of night,
My hopeless wishes come apart.
I want to touch her snow-white skin,
To feel the taste of tender lips.
Her life’s so frail, my fangs – so keen…
I’ll give her cold vampire’s kiss.
My heart is dead, but love’s alive,
It lives inside my cursed blood,
It cannot die, it cannot rive,
It cannot turn to ghostly clod.