Your blood brought comfort, and a grin came over me It has been so long since I have been truly free But your demise brought with it a new life Devouring your essence, I shall die another night So close to my death, I must keep slaying For who knows how long, death it would not take me I grin at the thought of final peace and death Devouring your essence so I can finally rest You may be the last, there seems to be no conclusion And you meant nothing to me, you are nothing but an illusion I have blood in my eyes, and a wound that won't heal I have a knife in my hand and nothing could make me feel Freedom must be near, for I have waited a long time Centuries have passed, and I want what is mine I must kill again Devouring your essence I must meet my death The misery of life haunts me, and I have nothing left I must kill again!