...then in the morning She whispered to me "Today I wont wake up, Today I'll be free" With a smile on her pale lips The cold on her back I see her eyes yearning For a last kiss Lighted up soon Her last cigarette Will this be Her last breathe? With a cigarette-glow Beneath her moon She takes on her dress Of white velvet and gloom She takes the way down ...and now she's gone... The vampiere leaves The empire bleeds