Delicate tears in vampire eyes
Stained with blood
No truth or lies
Intricate whispers barely heard
Nothing understood in their words
Quiet desperation as hunger strikes
As the moon rises in the night
Havens made of darkened dust
So full of secrets and blood lust
History buried with the bones
Listening to ancient love songs
Time is ticking, never to stop
No reason to take a glance at the clock
Raven hair and lightened eyes
Careful behavior in human disguise
Poetic justice in a whisper
A change of life with a shiver
Forsaken friends left unwoven
Black roses for the sake of holding
Forgotten morals so unloving
Kept hidden in a secret coven.