Ill-Fated By Moonlight
Black, bloodthirsty, and hairy
Blood sucking bats feast upon the unwary,
Slurping up their blood like its a dairy
Creatures of the night vary
The wolf pack stalks its prey
Both throughout the night and into the day
Hungry are the nocturnal creatures eyes
Unsuspecting prey will surely come to die
Shadowy breathe flowing unseen
Disturbing the earth, dark essence capturing the scene
Covering like a blanket over the very sea
Running wild and and hunting free
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