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to the cliffs we ride, and watch from afar

the lucky people in the sand

as we transform from good to evil

we´ll never grow old and we´ll never die

but in the moonlight we must feed, or die

as we drove a little closer

the sign ahead read DANGER!

it did not stop our quest to see

the caves, in the cliffs, they were waiting for the night to come up

on the earth and feed by moonlight

black night, old house, I will not fear sunlight,

warm air, I cannot feel your touch

your voice I do not need

black night, old house, I will not fear

riding on the cliffs, searching through the night

unsuspecting victim walking down the road

man found drained of blood, lying in a ditch

when I got up closer I realized who it was

it was myself, myself

born to die

born to die

born to die

born to die

DIE!