Literature
Creatures of the Night
The leaves swaying in the midnight breeze
Reminding you that chaos is not at an eaze
Gentle sighs as the wind blows
Looking down upon the houses in sweet little rows
As creatures of the night, we dwell in the dark
On your elegant necks we leave our mark
Draining you dry of life and blood
Try and stop us, as if you could.
Laughing and feeding, it's all a game,
Draining you, from life and shame
Taking your fears and making them worse
Showing you pain, giving the curse
The sun shall burn and the day shall kill
But night will lie upon us, then take your fill
Rip their flesh and make them cry
Let them suffer then let them die
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