With his cold pale hands covered in blood
He cries to the moon what have I done
With every night he stalks again
Without remembering what he did
He tries to stop but he can’t quit
The whispering voices they just sit
And if he stops he won’t die
All because of a vampires cry
He loved her and he didn’t know
That she dwells the night looking for more
She said she was dying so he agreed
To let her drink his blood bite free
But instead she bit him hard
Piercing the skin and turning him dark
Now every night he looks for blood
He doesn’t realize what he’s done
And now he wishes he would die
Because he suffers his VAMPIRES CRY
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