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Crucifix begone,

When the day turns to night, my quest has begun

searching and I'm scouring in need of supple skin

back from the dead and I want revenge

sworn to the darkness I will never repent

My flesh as pale as the full moon

I cry tears of joy as I ingest the blood

Gaze is eternally transfixed on the moon in the sky that gives me life

THE MOON GIVES ME LIFE!!!!!!!

I wake up as dusk comes

Prepare my voice of the night

I woke from the dead once again

the milk the land dry of blood

Blood stains on the upholstery

drapes tattered and covered in cobwebs

Old books I open eagerly

To cast ten spells

A favorite moon of mine, will follow my heart until I will die

My hearts start to race as

I encounter a fresh supply of blood