Under scarlet evening skies I sighOpening my undead weary 
eyes
Ready to walk into the night
As the final light of the sun recedes
I catch the scent of her
My solemn need, my only dream
She sees past my disease, my lack of humanity
Making this curse feel as real as a dream
And it would seem this is the seductress for me
I reach from the dark, her I seek to fulfil my heart
Rising as the dusk, I give in to my lust
I beg let me free, of this passion tearing me
Encompassing all light, like the coming of the night
Finally we meet, hungering our darkest needs
Gently she disrobes her seams, and instantly my soul is 
redeemed
From lust to dusk