i wasn t born as a vampire i wasn t born with a mask on my skull i wasn t born for the sick jokes i was born for nothing at all i sent them off with a swift nod it felt like mice pulling thorns from my paw i did not beg for forgiveness i will beg for nothing at all you hid your power like a landmine and drew in red blood a cross on my palm we dared not dream at the same time so we would dream of nothing at all