It Is A Blessing As

You Do Angry. I Just Saw It. And You Left At Least One Hole In My Carpet To Prove It.

You Persist In This Romantic Vision Of What It Is To Be A Vampire, But Despite My Best Efforts To Curb It I Have A Taste For Blood.

Se Souvenir Du Passe, Et Qu'il Ya Un Avenir: Remember The Past, And That There Is A Future.

If The Butterfly Wings Its Way To The Sweet Light That Attracts It, It's Only Because It Doesn't Know That The Fire Can Consume It.

I Know,i Can Smell It, Too.