Bill Kaulitz - [The cemetery]

It was late, I had snuck out, taking a walk through the cemetery down town, the moonlight casting a soft glow over my surroundings. I had always been intrigued by dark of the night, the cemetery was quiet and it drew me in. I walked for a while, stopping and leaning back against the tree, listening to the ruffling of leaves as a gust of wind blew, a few crows chirping quietly in the distance. All was peaceful until I heard another ruffling noise, although it didn’t sound like leaves this time… I looked around, thinking nothing of it before hearing the same noise again, except this time a dark shadow caught my eyes. It quickly vanished though. I decided to call it a night, walking back through the cemetery, but I stopped in my tracks as someone quickly grabbed me from behind. They wrapped one arm tightly around me, the other hand over my mouth so I couldn’t scream. I felt sharp teeth sink into my neck, stinging pain that followed.