Underneath a waxing funeral moon  shines the light of darkness, black and cold  slow and silent the end comes near  as he appears to kiss her neck    In her sleep, so soft and deep,  he steps towards her to touch her skin  white like milk, soft and warm  Only the unknown can see thy fate  when evil comes near  and darkness surrounds    Sleeping 'till death she dreams of blood  rain comes down, dark clouds inside  she feels the teeth, a piercing pain, an awful heat  Blood flows out of the wounds so deep    Her warmth drifts away  the cold takes a part of her body  Filled with her life she flies away into the night  laughing and satisfied he leaves her place  his hunger dies 'till another white virgin shall pay her price