Well first of all, they're not romantic. Forget whatever you've seen in the movies. They don't turn into bats, crosses don't work. They don't sleep in coffins lined with tafeda. You wanna kill one, you drive a wooden stake right through his fuckin' heart.
Sunlight turns 'em into rispy critters.
I want you to destroy yourself. Blow your brains out. If you're afraid of dyin' and you're holdin' on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels freeing you from the earth.