Time to see what it is I’ve been hiding,
                               the dark secret that consumes my life,
                             the reason that we can only meet at night.
                                                  By candle light.

                        Time to see why it is that I appear from the darkness
                                     and creep off as quickly as I came,
                                  the reason that I stick to the shadows
                                     and cover my mouth when I laugh,
                                   why I leave plates full at restaurants
                                             and never drink the wine.

                                        Time to feel my pale, iced skin,
                                     my cold embrace as we finally kiss,
                            the pain and romance as my lips touch your neck.
                                             the darkness that follows.

                           Time to feel the rush as you take your blood back,
                                                     mixed with mine,
                            better than lust,
                                                     than romance,
                                                                           than love,
                                                                                          than sex.
                                           The first time is always the best.

                                           Time to be like me, with me,
                           stalking the night for a stranger to charm and woo,
                                   to hold and to love for one perfect moment,
                                             your hearts beating together
                                                             Forever.
                            You drink him dry in ecstasy and forget about me,
                                       me standing over you, guiding you,
                                                 warning you to stop,
                                              Not to drink the last drop.

                                           Time to fall into the darkness,
                             float into nothingness,
                                                                free of this curse,
                                with your victim,
                                                         your lover,
                                                                         your everything.
                                Death takes you as you drink the last drop,
                                                        you drop.
                                               Down to the ground.

                                             You disappear into dust,
                                                bones in my hands,
                              I cry a bloodied tear that becomes a river,
                                             collapsing to the ground,
                                         with your bloodstained clothes.

                                                            I fly,
                                                   high into the night.
                                                           Alone.
                                                         All alone,
                                                       once again.
                                           The dark sky swallows me,
                                              and leaves you behind,
                                           just a bloodstained memory.