Roses a Sailing

Oh have you ever heard of a ships a sailing
Well it is true, this ship is carrying a dark side
A dark legend of the other side
For perhaps you have heard of the Count, the Count Dracula
He loved me once, a mere hundred years ago
I am now ill with disease, and I need him to make me his bride
Immortal, this time will be the last, the red roses of blood
Of eternal damnation of sin
Our souls will unite, with blood thirst impurity, no dignity
Just lust for the first kiss of our being
I will drink from your chest , you shall drink from my neck
My arms wll be numb, my breasts will be raised, my legs wlll feel your thighs and we shall escape
In dozens of blood red roses we shall feed upon as we sail to another century together
Roses a sailing, drifting far, far, away