He stared into the cold abyss
Waiting for the stake or kiss...
that may rejuvenate..
rectify his soul
Yet, he smiled at the prospect of purgatory
False hope of redemption
That is how I felt when you drove the stake
through my broken heart
I cried out in pain
Because you once loved me... unconditionally
But I failed as your prince
And have been dead ever since
And now I will seek blood
Living to die in love
I will not drink the blood of humans
Although I am already damned
Damned to loneliness
Exiled to obscurity
And I will look at the portrait of the Transylvanian prince
And I will say...
Vlad, I will make you Dracula...