do you cry at night
do you wonder why
do you sit awake and think
do you ask yourself
do you imagine yourself different
do you change your point of view
do you see yourself through another's eyes
do you get disgusted and try to hide
do you change your ways
do you no longer care
do you finally give in to their stares
but now that you've changed
now that they know you're there
can you really be sure they care
do you honestly thing you fit in
do you really think you belong

When you cry out in pain
and nobody can hear you,
when your dying inside and
it appears that nobody can
see it in your eyes or that
they even give it a second
thought or don't even care
about your silent screams;

When you scream out for help
and nobody even notices your
true confusion about your
own very existance or your
own worth or your own right
to live because without any
acceptance no one has any
acceptance for themselves;

My silent screams are heard
by none thus I am neither

*looks at LB as she walks up beside them...watches Demon put both the girl and her dog to sleep and smiles as he follows them back to the Inn*

Very interesting...very interesting indeed.

*as they enter the Inn DE walks to the bar and pours water into a glass and some into a bowl for the dog...then follows Demon and LB up to the girl's room...sets the glass on the nightstand beside the girl's bed and the bowl on the floor for the dog*

Can't have them mistreated, now can we? *smiles* At least not yet.

People are afraid of my kind
No one is safe when I am around
I do not sleep at night, I do not ever sleep
I died many moons ago
I am a vampire
The undead

I walk the streets looking for innocent humans
The blameless are always a better kill
Their blood, more health-giving
There's always a chance of an after-life with us
A creature of the night
I am a vampire
The Undead

In a coffin made of blood, made of blood
Kiss me baby
So I can taste your blood
I am dead, living-dead