Ivory Serenade

I tasted blood
Ten thousand times before
You fed me with some reason
In your heart

Your toxic love
Kept dried in summers hot
I sucked it all
Regenerate my fang
And you fall

You twisted luck
Ten thousand times before
You made him clean
But crucified your own

Your toxic love
Kept rot in winters sun
A miscreated, incompleted shot
From the start

You curse yourself
When hopes ahead
You curse yourself
Like theres no grace
You curse your love
As if its dead

Think once again, or the vampire gets your neck

Take it easy girl
Hazy scenes will go
Close your eyes
In the light
Pray the seed will grow