Clever Librarian

Like a good orphan, I dreamt of him
Of family, of roots, of kin
I'm one clever librarian
And he, my undead vampire friend
But he sleeps inside his own coffin
Beside the very queen of them
Will he someday awaken?
To see the sun and live again
On this, I do not depend
I rest in peace and I'm content
And no, I will not join them