Dream's end Fly, little vampire, through the night You think you control the wind you ride Go, vampire, bring fear and fright You think you're a god in your foolish pride But immortality's just a vampire's dream Never I'll rest before you're gone Your blood will flow in an endless stream The dream will be over when I'm done I Pray Crimson be Your Paint Chilled hands grope the drunken vessel Marble fangs clench for lingering drops. A muted gasp from the moon marks the time As the cracked cobblestones catch your fallen feast. The weeping silence shudders your soul While you wrap yourself in the torch's dim cloak. Ecstasy embraces desire in your gaze And pleasure kisses the lips of your bloody smile. The world fondles your musical laughter As a child would his shattered toy. And your shadow stifles a sound so profound Earth's heart forgets to beat. An artist in death your smile, Your dark canvas echoes in the night. I pray crimson be your paint. Cover me, my lover, your pallet.