The night is my lover and blood is my eternal elixir.

In the nocturnal embrace, thirst for eternal life,
In my veins flows the dark nectar, the condemnation.
My eyes reflect the eternal shadow within me,
Wandering amidst darkness, without time or desire.

In the stillness of lethargy, I patiently await,
The kiss of the night, my sole reward.
I am the lord of darkness, the vampire without end,
Drenched in the moon, thirsty and clandestine.

My seductive whisper awakens longing and fear,
I slide my fangs, seeking the wellspring of warmth.
Blood, the elixir that grants me immortality,
Satisfying my thirst in a feast of eternity.

Condemned to the night, walking among mortals,
My cursed being nourished by fatal desires.
In shadows I conceal myself, a merciless predator,
A thirsty vampire lurking in the darkness.

In the world of the living, I am a forbidden being,
A macabre poem, embodied in the lost.
My eternal existence shrouded in shadows and mystery,
A solitary vampire, destined to be legendary.

Thus I wander through the night, immortal and thirsty,
A creature of darkness, forever hungry.
My steps are stealthy, my soul consumed,
In the ecstasy of blood, in the night that encapsulates.

In the eternal dance of shadows and lament,
A vampire dances, amidst whispers and torment.
In each drop of life, I find my eternal essence.