Night comes quietly
Black is slowly approaching
hug gently
Fanatical blood stains the mouth
Fallen in the cold embrace
There is a gentle flow of air next to my ears
with sharp fangs
leave your mark
Dedication flows from the mouth
smile in contentment
The noblest bloodline in the world
is synonymous with perfection
Have incredible power
The blood moon is calling
Night is a veil that cannot be lifted
If you could let me touch your fangs
I would like to offer my blood
Fall with you
drowning in madness and confusion
Blood as a guide for the night