Woorden: Sopor Aeternus. Stake Of My Soul.

Would your bare your neck ... to the walking dead ...
Secretly, at least, within the safety of your head?
Tell me, isn't it nice - every once in a while -
Being the centre of attention of a loving,
Handsome ... Parasite,
Answering your call, the invitation of the scar,
For being wanted - accepted - for the way you feel you are ?!