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