Within the bleak walls of this great castle, i shield my eyes and hide from the light  Tears of blood fall from my face, as i cast my mind back through ancient times  It must have been centuries since i took my last supper in anothers company  I feel the loneliness even more without my beloved who shared it all with me  For she died three hundred years ago, her lifeblood drained as much as mine  Yet she never drank from that others vein, the nectar that brought eternal life  Through all the years i left a trial of blood, but failed to quell the loss inside  Oh yes….this story is about my bride    Yes it is possible to know "pain" without a heart  That night of August though centuries ago  Has left me lonely    No life… No light  No love… I truly died    Now i found someone who cared for me, should i promise her eternal life?  For i don't believe i can forget, meeting in these cold december nights  I awoke to realise that love is real, but should i tell her all? I couldn't decide  Only later i found that she had already gone, too late now to change her mind  Once again i'm a prisoner in this castle, forced into shadow away from the light  The blody tears still falling, as i sought relief in recalling those ancient times  Still i dwell like a leech on the blood of others, never will i claim whats mine  Oh yes… this is a story about ME and MY life…    I am the eternal, never will i be free  Those sunfilled landscapes are just a memory  That leaves me lonely    What should i do  Riding the winds of despair…