Alucard
Hair long and black
A wicked grin on your face
Caught up in your eyes
In them deep hate
So tall and lithe
Yet muscular and graceful
You pull a gun quick
In appearance you fall faster
Unwanted alive
A slave when you're dead
I wish you were happy
But you'll never bend
I wish to kiss you
But you'd break my neck
Smile through your pain
Let no one help you
When you're ready to talk
I'll be there for you