Lizzy

Shes sleeping like the dead
her lips are a bright scarlet red
her skins pale like porcelain
and it looks like shes been fed

Hair like the night sky
she awakens, lust and hunger shine in her eyes
you cant escape her as hard as you try
for tonight, your the object of her desire, the victim of the night

You arent the first and you wont be the last
you better say your prayers fast
you run through the alleys, like victims in the past
youve got five minutes and counting till your life is trashed

finally your cornered, no where else to go
as you look at here in terror you realize she looks old.
her beauty is fading fast, she draw closer, your terror grows.
your final story doomed to be told with the simplest of prose

she drinks in your terror, like a fine wine
She draws nearer still, chills run up your spine
"Tommorow is yours, but tonight shall be mine"
her lips brush yours, then your neck, it is time
you shiver with something thats not quite fear as she prepares to dine

Her vampire kiss pierces your neck
she savors the flavor of your life as it flows from your flesh
your hearts slows its beating in your breast
She says "I'm sorry darling, this is for the best"

The lights dim
you say hello to old Grim
theres no use in pretending
this is the end.

Already miles away, she soaks in a bath of your blood
her beauty returns with the force and speed of a flash flood
its really quite sad, you were one of the fun ones
she stretches happily, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun

She sleeps like the dead
her lips are a bright scarlet red
her skins pale like porcelain
and it looks like shes been fed