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I'm the count
Be my countess
My beautiful one
My lady in the tomb
Be my Carmilla
You got a raven hair
Lush red lips
And rounded cheeks
You got those hungry eyes
My teenage whore
You're a girl with the hungry eyes
You're as pale as death
My destiny
My dream and death
My desire
You got a raven hair
Lush red lips
And rounded cheeks
You got those hungry eyes
My teenage whore
You make the heat on me
Like no-one else could do
Your face in the candle light
When you get out of your coffin
Please, bite me again
Please, bite me again
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