MUSIC FOR SALE

..In the nighttime.. she's bleeding out;
within a casket..she is bound.

Down in the blackness below..
Out of this world and unknown,
..Lay a body, in the darkness..
..heavy made prison..Bound by the cold..
..In the nighttime... hear her call..
Through the soil.. through it all..

In a coffin made of lead,
..Vampire's dying..
..Six feet deep..
..Now she sleeps..
Fighting death as she dreams;
..She is not gone..just undone,
Waiting where the dark has won..
..If you listen...you will hear...
..her whispering words, drawing near..
..Every heartbeat..that you keep..
..Is a promise..I will reap...

There was a time..
..long ago..long ago...
When her blood ran like gold..
Until they tied her to a stone,
..buried her deep..
..into the mold..
As her heart beat in darkness;
..She whispers slowly..
.I will find you..through the stones..
..Through your breath..through your bones..

Now the coffin starts to weep..
As she claws her way from sleep;
..Like a bride reborn in darkness..
...
...She emerges..
.....
..Did you miss me… while I bled?..
Dream of me… in your bed?..
..When I rise now… don’t you run…
Love like mine… is never done…

..Kiss me once..cold and true..
I was buried..loving you..