Where ever youŽll go IŽll be
Where ever youŽll be IŽll find you
I am despair
I am the cries of the abandoned child
The pain of the battered beast
The screams of the soul you keep
I am
Nosferatu
I appear as mist and I come as fog
I fall as rain and I rise like dawn
Dawn
I plant dark seeds to harvest...
to harvest the souls
To harvest the souls
Call of your angels or IŽll make them stay
My fate is written and IŽll make you fall from grace
You must leave your breathing life
Only to be reborn in mine
All the stories youŽve heard are true
The tales of my darkness too
I am the myth
I am the legend but your father too
I grant you my kingdom son
DonŽt you long to be what IŽve become
I invite you in
To live this life of immortal sin
Your birth has made you the chosen one
Your innocence so perfect for a darkened son
YouŽll live a life where death means no harm
YouŽll feed on others seduced by your deadly charm
Call of your angels or IŽll make them stay
My fate is written and IŽll make you fall from grace
You must leave your breathing life
Only to be reborn in mine
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