She thirsts for blood
 The passion in my dreams
 sanguine taste
 Pleasure so extreme 
I await the bite 
And say that I am well
 But in my heart 
I am on my way to [bad word] 
 Now I feel the power
 [bad word] into my mind
 The knowledge of death
 From the start of time
 I use and love
 This wicked [bad word] 
 To possess the rights
 She lives by night
 Deep down in her grave at night
 She walks below the land
 Gathering victims to her breast
 lurid conquest of man
 Shadow in the black of night
 I follow religiously
 Giving myself unto her
 As she feeds on me
 She lives by night