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| Vampire | ||||
| The sky is dark | ||||
| The moon is bright | ||||
| A lone dogs bark | ||||
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Cuts through the night | |||
| You go there slow |  |
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| Think all is well | ||||
| I soon will show | ||||
| This night is hell | ||||
| My teeth are sharp | ||||
| My body cold | ||||
| I’ll never die | ||||
| I’ll never grow old | ||||
| I’ve been on this earth | ||||
| Twelve hundred years | ||||
| When I think of my life | ||||
| I shed bloody tears | ||||
| It’s my nightmare | ||||
| And I’m giving it to you | ||||
| My fangs will tear | ||||
| And you’ll be through | ||||
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