Hell's Bells ringing, my secret music.
I think all of us ordinary mortals tend to mythologize people as good-looking as you.
I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night.
So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always; I love you; I wish you were here...in my arms.
To learn and to love, that is what we are here for, any activity which is not grounded in one of these two is a waste of time.
Believe in angels? Then believe in vampires. Believe in me. There are worse things on earth.