Vampyr
Pale, ivory teeth glint in the night,
These beings hide from the sun's harsh light.
They call out for food,
Calling from Darkness's eternal hood.
Drawn in, Your mind slips away,
'Round your head thoughts are gay.
You see the eyes' red glow,
Eyes that were born so very long ago.
Yes, he's the demon in your dream,
Holding you tightly so you can't scream.
His powers finally taking its toll,
These powers of the immortal...
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