The Worst Vampire

I'm the worst vampire from the depths of hell

If I look into the shining sun my skin will surely melt

I'm the sins of the darkness but I'm scared of light

While I venture through the land guided by blood lust candle light

The winds speak to me while I search for human blood

The only thing I'll ever need, the only thing I've loved

I enter in your room and I'm quiet as a mouse

Lightning cracks the sky as I crack all the mirrors in your house

My castle is so tall that modern skyscrapers are dwarfed

I was birthed by spell not born from womb or brought by stork

My drink of choice is blood not wine, no bottle or a cork

I fantasize of piercing jugulars, on blood I gorge

Darkened voyage spills the essence of the night

The hairs on the back of my neck stand up I know its time

I pierce your neck my fangs are sharper than the sharpest knives

The sky turns red the blood moon rise I must take what's mine