Cry for me
but do not pity
just try to see;
What I had been
so long ago
has turned to sin.
My soul; despair
my life is death
of me beware;
Nocturnal am I,
sweet blood I seek.
I watch them die
In my pale arms;
yet they love me so
even as they visit harm.
I am damned
to always exist;
from heaven banned
It was my choice
this death of mine
now fear my voice.
So cry for me
but do not pity

just try to see

that my next victim
you may be.