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She was so beautiful;

Such a sweet and pretty thing.

Now she's filled with disgust

When she hears the church bells ring.

She has the maddest eyes

That fill me with a sense of dread.

How she screams and turns away

From the cross above her bed.

Bonded by the vampire.

Begging for release.

"Set me free!", she cries;

Holy men have tried.

She was my one true love

And I thought she'd always be.

Some nights she screams for blood.

Some nights she moans to me.