Within the bleak walls of this great castle, i shield my eyes and hide from the light

Tears of blood fall from my face, as i cast my mind back through ancient times

It must have been centuries since i took my last supper in anothers company

I feel the loneliness even more without my beloved who shared it all with me

For she died three hundred years ago, her lifeblood drained as much as mine

Yet she never drank from that others vein, the nectar that brought eternal life

Through all the years i left a trial of blood, but failed to quell the loss inside

Oh yes....this story is about my bride



Yes it is possible to know ""pain"" without a heart

That night of August though centuries ago

Has left me lonely



No life... No light

No love...I truly died



Now I found someone who cared for me, should i promise her eternal life?

For i don't believe i can forget, meeting in these cold december nights

I awoke to realise that love is real, but should i tell her all? I couldn't decide

Only later i found that she had already gone, too late now to change her mind

Once again i'm a prisoner in this castle, forced into shadow away from the light

The blody tears still falling, as i sought relief in recalling those ancient times

Still i dwell like a leech on the blood of others, never will i claim whats mine

Oh yes... this is a story about ME and MY life....



I am the eternal, never will i be free

Those sunfilled landscapes are just a memory

That leaves me lonely



What should i do

Riding the winds of despair...