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6 a.m. Christmas morning. No shadows, No reflections here. Lying cheek to cheek In your cold embrace. So soft and so tragic As a slaughterhouse. You press the knife Against your heart. And say, "I love you, so much you must kill me now." I love you So much You must kill me now. If I was your vampire, Certain as the moon, Instead of killing time, We'll have each other Until the sun. If I was your vampire, * Beyond the pale Everything is black No turning back *
