VICTOR VAMPLING
I’m 400 years old,
My eyes glow blood red,
My skin feels ice cold,
I am ‘‘The Undead’’.
My wingspan is great,
The girls think I’m hot,
I need a new mate,
Are you ready or not?
You may think it’s a curse,
But it’s really a gift,
I will kiss your neck first,
And the pain will be swift.
So join up with me,