Darkness will roam the streets tonight
And the whole world will be in fright
They stay inside and lock their doors
For they are afraid of the night
The shadows haunt them
Searching for a host
The smell of blood is what temps them the most
Possessing bodies is what they like to boast
A soulless entity flees from them
Yes, even a ghost is afraid of them
Closing your eyes
Pretending they're not there
But, alas, they're aware!
You scream with a scare
Oh no! My hair!
It yanks you out
You stare at its faceless face
There is no saving grace
Your soul is bare
You can't tear away
Your body is left cold on the earth
While your soul is taken away
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