Darkest Night
In the darkest of night people hide in there homes
Fearing for there lives as creatures roam the streets in
The dead of night praying on anyone who would dare get
In there way they were not exactly nice creatures as to
They were vampires and werewolves running a muck around
The city in the darkest of night trying to catch a human foolish
Enough to be out of there home so that they may catch a quick bite.
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