Alone I sit on the top of a hill
Thinking of how my unlife has been Of the pain and the sorrow
I've seen In the eyes of my victims before they lay still.
Though a hunter in darkness I must be
The feelings of guilt always come back When I sink my teeth in another's neck
My conscience is the only light left in me.
All I want is to leave the shadows behind
And truly this time I will
For I no longer desire to just fullfill my hunger from just anyone
But only the chosen of pure Darkness.
If the Darkness I desire does not come with in the shadows of my desire
Then only the pain will return once more to fuel the choice I have made.
I'll catch a glimpse of it Before the wind blows my ashes away.