Heart-pierced vampires don't stray too far from the campfires wouldn't it be nice if all we had to fear was the undead so hold your breath a corpse with something to confess its not polite to breath in front of those with no lungs left flesh falls from bone home sweet home a tombstone crumbling dates fading grass grows higher with every day breaking
you're so young and fresh and you would take away my breath I had anything left to whisper AAAAARGHH and sweet sweet nothing you're so young and fresh and love can conquer death if i had anything left i'd sell it all to buy you something nice
and you've got bright eyes moonlit night skies crypt-side picnics polite smiles pregnant pauses and puss filled gauzes paper-thin pale skin bullet holes, ribs showing earthworms, potato bugs eternity's a long time to keep yourself amused don't talk, it's ok opposites attract that old cliche what will your parents say you're a vegetarian and all i eat is brains