Gothic Romance

I want a Gothic romance

I want a suave vampire

Or an undead, tortured soul

And oh he’ll hurt me so

But at least he’d be mine

And I’d be his



I want crimson red lips, pale skin, so fair

Flowing dark hair

Leaden locks of black despair

And every night before the dawn

He'll kiss my hand and then be gone into the moonlight

And then the sunlight will come and illuminate my room

And I'll hope for him to return soon.



For him to romance me

For him to dance with me under a full moon.

For him to take me on a ride upon his dark horse of the night.

And I’d be his forever