Into the darkness i walk alone
Free from the casket that once hid my corpse
Im now a beast that feeds on woe
The blood drip of the local whore
In the shadows i creep at night
I see my victim under the light
Her flesh, perfect and young
I must feast upon her blood
From behind i slid her troat
She did nothing but a soft moan
A drank until i could drink no more
Again i am dead
Again i alone
Ive carved the body of the local whore
Its never enough
Its never enough
I must feed some more
How i wish i had a soul