When daybreak comes
I crawl back to my nest
When darkness falls over the plains
I get out to kill the ones who are left
I have lived for centuries
For a reason forgotten
I have an urge to kill
I have an urge to drink
The blood of my victims
I fear no one
Only the light of the sun
The power of the cross
And the smell of garlic
Can make me fall on my knees and die
Immortality is mine
Only mine
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