2000 years

It's been 2, 000 years since that

Dreadful night when those bastards

Took my baby and ended her life. Then

They turned me into a creature of the

Night.

I've heard some people say that

Mine's a life they'd like to lead, one

Of eternal youth and immortality. All I

Ask them is that they please hear my

Plea.

Throughout my history there's been

One thing on my mind: to get to my

Baby in the Glorious Afterlife.

Struggling to find a way to bring my

Death about. The time has come.

You think it's 2, 000 years of pure

Ecstasy and the finest things that this

Life could ever bring. Well there's a

Darker side that I've been blinded by.

2, 000 years of days filled with the

Purest misery, waking up to pain so

Thick, I struggle to breathe. Her vision

Is my memory.

Up in the Glory above is where my

Angel waits for me. The only way to

Get to her is to set my demon spirit

Free. Not the flames of Hell, Lucifer,

Nothing will stand in my way.

2, 000 years of hell, I can't wait one

Minute more. The sun starts rising, so

I open up the door. My skin starts

Burning, starts oozing onto the floor.

I'm returning to her.

Darling, I'm coming home to you.

Baby, I'm coming home to you. I'm

Coming home. Darling, I'm coming

Home to you.

Finally.