Fangs like knives
Not many can survive
Full of charm
Cannot be detected by an alarm
Hard to kill
Sleeps ghostly still
A prisoner that comes and goes at will
Chose a victim
Long black hair
Flowing dress
Doesn't have a care
Showed her the dark
Listened to every beat of her heart
Then something changed
His soul rearranged
Spared her light
And turned her into a creature of the night
Now's they're a duo
Like Bonnie and Clyde
They get what they want...
And they won't be denied
