I have seen you many nights
Wandering alone in the moonlit streets
Following some scent
Of which I am unaware.
How often have I longed to join you?
How many times have I prayed to you to see me?
Your face is etched in my mind –
My eyes behold you wherever I look

I see your pain
The force that traps you
And I long to release you
Knowing that beauty and death are so close
Slender threads woven into the fabric of my dreams
Will you ever see me?
My vampire love
Will you ever come to me?
Let me share your life, your pain, your love...
We will survive somehow.

By day I sit on your grave-stone
Hoping that you'll hear the words I whisper
In your silent, weeping sleep.
My tears are the blood to resurrect you.
As by night I yearn for your perfection
And you rise again to walk alone
I wonder: will you ever need me?
Ever hear me?
Ever want me?

White-faced and solemn you creep through the streets
Preying on the miserable and alone
Feeding your own pain with the pain of others
Your victims cause you to suffer
More than you do them.
Rather take me – for I can cure you
Rather take me – for I can love you
Rather take me – for I can let you live again
And this eternity may be ours together
If you only come tonight...

Hold my hand and we are invincible
Life and death unite us in the marriage of ages
We are indivisible, indestructible.
Perhaps tonight you will understand.
You may stray beneath my window again
You may perchance look up and see me this time
And perhaps you will realise how I feel

My life is worthless without you
And the mortal world is a tiny place
Compared to your immortal universe
While I sit and dream
Of sublime pleasures to come
And thoughts of you haunt my mind
I will pray that one day soon
You will understand my love
You will understand my words
And all my thoughts will become yours
Once, for all, for ever
My vampire love...

Sometimes we would be discovered
And together we fled.
Found of our existence,
Not even a shred.

Years fly by like minutes.
His life force fading
Our maker's resounding words not aiding,
"Few vampires have the stamina for immortality."

One terrible dawn
My darkangel was gone.
He did not return
To sleep away the day.

When evening came
I knew the game.
My darkangel was dead
And so I fled.

He will be forever on my mind,
For I still have yet to find
Where his ashes lay
Burnt by the light of day.

For an eternity I shall mourn
The loss of my darkangel Until I'm fated to do the same
Then, my darkangel I will reclaim

Brush back the clouds from the moon's face.
Let the white lady see.
Dance on the wind with me, lady, my love.
Come frolic! Come flying with me!

Dinning thunder of your heartbeat
Pulsing here beneath my lips
Telegraphs along the length
Of veins from neck to fingertips.

Heart that calls, I cannot answer
Trapped so deep in sleep's embrace.
Your incessant measured knocking
Cannot stir me from my place.

Torturer! Have you no mercy?
Cease, now! Let me sleep the day!
No, the tolling instrument
Of torment timpanist must play.

Siren, must you lure me further?
You invade my every dream.
Raging rush of carmine liquid
Drowns me, parched, within its stream.

How to bid him cease his thunder?
Stop him? You will cease to be.
That, unless you join the blood-dance
Tooth to neck, both you and me.

Dare I do it? Would you join me
Thirsting through eternity?
But what difference? After yours
Another heart would beat for me.

Still, the blood-dance never ceases;
Drummers leave, the dance remains.
Hearts will cease; the drummer drumming
Slack his pace and stop--in vain.

Dinner-gong! Do you not know
You call me from my silent bed?
Every evening, never ceasing,
I must hasten to be fed.

Caution drives me to another
Lest your earthly clock I stop;
Drain the cup and crush the bottle
Savoring each velvet drop.

Nay! Stop beating quite so loudly!
Torturer! I'll not thus doom
Another victim to my sentence
Roaming in eternal gloom.

Quickly! Lest the madness take me,
Flee from me, I thee implore.
I will seek another's treasure,
Plundering its liquid store.

Do not seek me out in daylight;
Do not seek me out at night.
I will hunt another lover
For my thirst and my delight.
 

Someday we may meet at dusk,
Or, maybe we will meet at dawn;
But now to save you from my fate,
My love, I fear I must move on

Imagine being married for over four hundred years. Thats true love.

Wrinkled parchment, yellowed lace,
Time-worn pearls, buttons, hooks,
Satin skirts whispering with worn hems,
Age within the ageless face
Shown only in the artless grace,
The knowing smile, composed, serene,
Of one whose nights are filled with life
And days spent deep in sleep's embrace.

Youthful in each curve and dip
From cheek and eye to swaying hip,
Beside the fire she sits and knits,
Warm wool between her fingertips.
She remembers blood and rain,
Pleasure, joy, sorrow, pain,
Wild nights running with the wolves,
Or flying with me over the plain.

The youthful body, childlike grace;
The dancing lightness of her steps;
Belie the years we both have lived.
Though now she dresses not in lace,
Satin, silk, or antique pearls,
Still it is thus I see her now
Whenever I dream of her by day
While wrapped, content, in her embrace.

Elena: Lover, fairy-light,
Yet stronger than the steel of swords;
Mind to mind and soul to soul,
Heart to heart together bound.
Bound together, yet as free
As eagles dancing on the wind;
And thus I hope it well may be
For us, for all eternity.

Come to me, sweet human thing
Give me your heart and I'll make it sing
Forget your fears, leave them behind
Forget the troubles of your kind

Come to me... yes, that's right
Now hold still, it's no good to fight
I'll take your blood, and leave you dying
Didn't you realise I could be lying?

But immortality's just a vampire's dream
Never I'll rest before you're gone
Your blood will flow in an endless stream
The dream will be over when I'm done.