I want to be buried in Highgate Cemetery.

Sky bleeds, bleeds its torment,
strangler embrace for the graveyard.
Rain falls over vampires of siniester charm,
a hole in Highgate will be always open.


The ones who rest there are waiting for you,
you promised to come back without heart or fear,
your skin all turned into snow, your icy blood,
your dull eyes, drowning in darkness, a hole in your chest. 


Pay your debts with a final wisper,
you live among gravestones, starving shadow,
Death loves, Life hates,
in its macabre lullaby, Highgate will always wait. 


Helena Nightmares parody.