Seeing the shadow dance in front of me
I hear the ringing in my ear
I am too late
Too late to be save
Too late to save a soul
My mortal enemy
My foe
Drawn to the scent of my blood
To the essence of life in my veins
My mortal enemy
My foe
They love.
I hate.
With a rage that swells inside
A fire that courses through my veins
Will they die by the fiery flood of my blood
Or will they take another life
They love.
I hate.