The Kiss
Why am I a prisoner Forced to dig my grave? Why am I a child Beaten like a slave? Why am I in fear Of every word you say? Why do I cry myself to sleep And hope for a better day? I live in a world of hell, Full of guilt and sin. Where has this begun? When will I see the end? I'm falling fast below Into a boiling tar. If it keeps going like this, I won't get very far. I love an ambitious spy With all his debonair. I just can't help but wonder, Will it vanish into thin air? The taste of blood lingers Always on my lips. Was it just a vampire Who gave me that simple kiss? My eyes roll back into My pale and expressionless face. Did I just win? Or did I lose the race? The angel hath come And taken away my breath. Perhaps that's why he's known As the black angel of death.