The autumn leaves are gently dancing Upon the soil in which i lie My place of rest for the living hidden Far away from their prying eyes Summoned by the monn ascending Toward the surfice i slowly rise To once again stroll the path of darkness Crimson coloured it before me lies I won't brake the masquerade As i stalk my pray at night d**h comes swift and silent my dear You won't feel the bite And when the morning finally comes Draind from blood you will be found A withered flower in an alleyway Under a shroud of frost, blaek and pale In my tomb, my haven dark I wait in dreamless sleep The day to pa**, the dusk to come The time to leave my keep