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.