Spectravore/Daywalker, Chapter 2: A Bloody Beginning

Freedom is a choice, and yet so many people decide not to be free
I'm a free man, and I can think freely
They think we're crazy, they call us freaks
But, honestly, I think we're, we're just happier!

Witness the burn, it's no Sun's fire
But a hunger, a dire, raw desire
Not the warmth of life, but a Darker flame
In a world of strife, it's a whole different game

I hear your gnashing in the Twilight's Glow
Feel your grip in the Shadow's hold
But don't deal the final blow
Fearful of Death, too young, too bold

Crashing down, silence my sound
Your spectral silhouette, my only ground
End this pain, become the haunt
Destined to be your undying confidant!

Your fangs gleam under Moons' silver Light
I trust in your Shadow, my guiding knight
Don't leave me in this eternal tide
Crave an eternity in this Night, right by your side

You took all from me, freedom's gone
My life, my Soul, dawn to dawn
Met my demands with a crimson flood
Can't cleanse the stain, the seeping blood

Blood, hear my cry, in the Abyss!
Blood, see me in this Darkened mist!

Your echo lingers in the Night, a haunting call
Still, see your fright, the Darkness fall
Fear not me, know wrong from right
Despise not me, born of the Night

This Beginning is so bloody
It's bloody, yeah, so bloody