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6 a.m. Christmas morning. No shadows, No reflections here. Lying cheek to cheek In your cold embrace. So soft and so tragic As a slaughterhouse. You press the knife Against your heart.
And say,
"I love you, so much you must kill me now." I love you So much You must kill me now.

If I was your vampire, Certain as the moon, Instead of killing time, We'll have each other Until the sun.
If I was your vampire, Death waits for no one. Hold my hands Across your face, Because I think
Our time has come.
Digging your smile apart With my spade-tounge. The hole is where the heart is. We built this tomb together, And I won't fill it alone. Beyond the pale
Everything is black, No turning back.

If I was your vampire, Certain as the moon, Instead of killing time, We'll have each other Until the sun. If I was your vampire, Death waits for no one. Hold my hands Across your face, Because I think Our time has come

Blood-stained sheets In the shape of your heart, This is where it starts...
Blood-stained sheets In the shape of your heart, This is where it starts. This is where it will end. Here comes the moon again.


6:19 and I know I'm ready Drive me off the mountain. You'll burn, I'll eat your ashes.
The impossible wheels seducing Our corpse.

If I was your vampire, Certain as the moon, Instead of killing time, We'll have each other
Until the sun.
If I was your vampire Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands Across your face Because I think Our time has come.

Beyond the pale
Everything is black No turning back.
Beyond the pale
Everything's black No turning back.

This is where it starts.
This is where it will end.
Here comes the moon again.