Come make me feel alive... poem

For centuries past i flew under the moon,

never before has there been one like you.

Your perfection sends shivers thru my dead spine,

you possess a dark heart equal to mine.

Whoa whoa whoa vampire bride

Whoa who whao come make me alive

Ive been following, watching by the the lake,

your nocturnaly true, none of you fake.

Ive seen your blood rites to those creature of hell,

they compare not to me, im the horror they tell.

Whoa whoa whoa vampire bride

Whoa whoa whoa come make me alive

You deserve the bite that ive never gave,

lay in my coffin instead of your grave.

Visit the village down safe in bed,

play with their blood, lets laugh with their heads.

Would you care to be the undying queen?,

i would serve well, i would forever bleed.

Would you care to be my beautiful bride?,

leave your life- open my crypt- come inside.

This offer is yours, yes or no,

either way i can not let you go.

You were made for me, im certain of this,

you will be the last girl i ever kiss....