he reigns through the fog and the mist,
he leads the way holding onto you wrist,
and he takes you into a cold, dark room,
you know your blood will be spilt here soon,
but the smile still remains across your face,
you know you'll be in a much better place,
in his arms, blood running down both your chins,
and now he looks you in the eyes and grins,
Leans down and gives you the sweetest kiss,
but you thought it would hurt more than this,
relieved and disapointed you fall to your knees,
by the look in his eye you can tell hes pleased,
the last thing you see from mortal eyes,
is him smiling with blood on his teeth.