She's letting go of everything
And everything she's gained...
Lonesome Little Vampire,
You are losing your touch...
The weather feels like singing,
When greeted by the trees...
My footsteps echo beneath me
I walk with a certain tenderness about me...
The last living cry for help...
What if I told you it was mine...
I am wandering
Through the forest...
I love the night
Where I am unseen...
I call to,
The darkness...
I have this magic mirror,
And he tells me some things...
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As blood rains from the sky. So begins the battle...
Why cant i get her out of my head he ask\'s...
What is it about this kid she ask\'s herself? He...
As I lay me down to sleep
A hidden angel calls to me...