To my vampire friend, dear Nando, In shadows where the night does flow, My heart, a vein that pulses dark, Sends you a wish, a gothic spark. A Christmas draped in velvet dreams, Where time is not as cruel as it seems. The world has shown its jagged teeth, Yet in your smile, I find my wreath. Amidst the cold and starless skies, In your embrace, no sorrow lies. You've been the moon, my guiding light, A solace in eternal night. So let the carols sing our tales, Of midnight feasts and ghostly trails. To you, my friend, this heart I send, A gothic Christmas without end.