The Prince of Darkness
The vampire looks so handsome as he stalks his prey
He is one of the many undead and in a coffin he lay
When he looks in the mirror his reflection isn’t there
The Prince of darkness rules with his unholy stare
Everyone is afraid of him but he doesn’t care
He’s a creature of the dark so you’d better beware
There isn’t much that can harm this man
He will make you just like him if he can
His teeth are white with fangs dripping blood
With his sexual appeal he will bite you real good
The blood runs freely and oozes from the bite
He converts young blooded virgins in the night
He sleeps in his coffin in the hours of daylight
He becomes a bat when he awakens at night
Crosses and holy water help to keep him away
He needs inviting in the house before he can stay
He converts his victims with a bite to the neck
Just two little holes from the bite when you check
A slayer is armed with a wooden steak in hand
He is the only one who will really understand
Nothing will stop the curse apart from the slayer
He uses a weapon of wood or sunlight and prayer
Sunlight melts the vampires as they sleep during the day
The slayer makes sure they will always stay away
Copyright © Pamela Griffiths | Year Posted 2009
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