Black curls so tight,
Take my hand through the night.
Rest me down on tulips,
Whisper through lying lips.
Take the stars and night's glory,
Take me to the end of life's story.
Leave without my brothers and sisters,
Sing to me in calm whispers.
The night is set in the palm of your hand,
Take this bleeding heart to the burial land.
Cover me in reds and blues,
Tell me some of death's sweet clues.
Stitch this broken heart of mine,
Hurry up for there is so little time.
One hour till' dawn breaks,
Drown me in your bloody lakes.
Your seas are ruff, but yet so calm,
Your eyes sing me a vampire song.