With passion and power,
Feeding, raping...
Embracing night's hour.
Strong as we are,
Alone she is weak,
Forever haunted by it,
Yet still mustn't speak.
Dependent on the creatures,
Of this cruel, cold world,
She is cursed,
An insecure little girl.
The Queen of the Damned,
Her final ambition,
Nothing is left,
Final submission.