Her black shadow At the foot of your bed Her pure white dress You can feel her on your breast You can't stop her In the coils of her sweet spell You can feel her She's so close to your heart Every night After tolling of last bell Silent coming languid, graceful into a trance You can't stop her No, you can't talk, can't escape No more whispers, no No more sorrow no more pain Carmilla, comes to me Mircalla, I want you Now I see you At the foot of my bed Your pure white dress Is a one great scarlet stain I can't stop you In the coils of your sweet spell I can feel you You're so close to my heart Every night After tolling of last bell Silent coming languid, graceful into a trance You can't stop her No, you can't talk, can't escape No more whispers, no No more sorrow no more pain She comes to bring the sorrow She is like a cold embrace She murmurs words of madness She comes to bring the death Carmilla, comes to me Oh, Mircalla, I want you scream Oh, Carmilla, comes to me Mircalla, I want you You are mine, you shall be mine, she says Love will have its sacrifices There's a coldness Beyond her years In her smiling endless melancholy The refusal to afford you the least ray of light You see her Under the Moon shadow Standing near the feet of your bed In her lacy white dress Bathed, from her chin to her feet In one great scarlet stain She says again There's no sacrifice without blood Without blood