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She was so beautiful;

 Such a sweet and pretty thing.

 Now she's filled with disgust

 When she hears the church bells ring.

 She has the maddest eyes

 That fill me with a sense of dread.

 How she screams and turns away

 From the cross above her bed.

 Bonded by the vampire.

 Begging for release.

 "Set me free!", she cries;

 Holy men have tried.

 She was my one true love

 And I thought she'd always be.

 Some nights she screams for blood.

 Some nights she moans to me.