Crimson Black

The darkness you feel inside
Is your heart dying.
Ascending into that which you were born to be,
A creature, just like me.
The Immortal Fangs will bite you
And take your life.
Invisible your soul shall be,
Fleeting just like me,
And damned your soul will it be!
Your blood will be poisoned,
And forever shall you live;
But do fear the sun,
For it will kill you,
And ashes you will become.
Dirt nonetheless.
So now with your dying heart,
And the time to ascend,
Your new life begins.