A Vampires Day?
No light enters the deep, dark caverns of depravity
As soulless forms become the dwellers of the night
Creatures of abysmal proportions know not of sanity
They are cursed to wander streets without the light
Seeking out, they feed from the necks of uniformity
They drain the many, as blood becomes their plight
Harkened to the likes of those who practiced heresy
Consuming, as they please until the sun shines bright
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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