I don't blame you for suspecting me
I don't blame you for thinking possibly that I'm a homicidal maniac
The truth is even more unbelievable
Vampires, creatures of the devil who are neither alive nor dead
During the day they sleep in their graves, a death-like sleep
But at night, they have the power to roam the earth
You were that smart to hide the marks on your throat
I know what made them
I know what seals the light from you at night
And I also know what they could do
I don't blame you for suspecting me
I don't blame you for thinking possibly that I'm a homicidal maniac
The truth is even more unbelievable
Vampires, creatures of the devil who are neither alive nor dead
During the day they sleep in their graves, a death-like sleep
But at night, they have the power to roam the earth