> > She walks the midnight hour
> > across the barren place
> >
> > Wind tossing her raven hair
> > an evil smile across her face
> >
> > Her lips a ruby red
> > her skin so cold to the touch
> >
> > I have never needed
> > or wanted so much
> >
> > I must have her
> > no matter what the cost
> >
> > I know without a doubt
> > my very soul is lost
james wrote this one...please show him some fu love