Kind of heart in a coma?

Tick tock tick tock says the slow moving clock.
Endless ecstasy flow of feeling through a endless coma.
I can't feel but only dream of you.
Is that a violin in a ball for you and me?
This is what my werewolf heart desired, thanks to you it turned into a longing vampire heart.

No touch of yours can burn my skin away like the sun.
There is no will to live with you in a dream.
I just want it to be real and make you mine in a chance of a never ending blood line.
My demons are laying waiting for me in my mind.
Come pull me out of this coma with your voice inside my mind as you sit next to my deathbed.
Don't give up your hope to free my extending nails to scratch out my black werewolf heart.

I am not those things in this endless sleep I feel like I am human once again.
But thats the price to pay to live forever in a real world with you.
I cannot doubt you because your touch is more effective than the sun.
This kind of heart has never beat so fast just to prove that there will be no flat line.
The more I dwindle in this overdose the less I want to breathe, I just want to wake up and pull you into my vaught.

The Grim Reaper is chasing me with blood-lusted scythe of a screeching death.
I need you my angel for always and forever.
Even to wake up in the sunshine to see your soft kind hearted face and turn to ash as the price.