Centuries I live and forever more,
Alone and forbbiden from light.
Nothing but cold, I stand in shadow,
People frightened by my sight.

A fair lady sees past the pale
And into my still beating heart.
...Could this be love I feel?
What is this beautiful piece of art?

We escaped together hand in hand.
Only now can I experience feeling.
Light may ignite me to ashes,
But her love is there for healing.

Her family and friends disagree.
How could I ever do the things they accuse?
I, too, can experience emotions.
My love, I will not lose.

In the bright of day, they steal her.
Kill her, I could not stop her death.
Rage consumes my eternal soul.
My one and only has lost all breath.

...Track them down.
Kill them all.
My revenge will be felt.
They will surely fall.

Wipe my tears as I smear their blood.
The wall covered with stain.
God is dead, and in his place
The demon defining pain.