We unleash upon the night,

Dead doves, shot down from the sky

The wind runs on our skin

Stabbing needles and pins

They draw blood,

At the edge of the hill

Where soldiers and knights

Run for the mill

Hissing and screaming,

The stories come alive

Evil is gleaming,

A thousand bees shot out of their hive

We sting,

How it must be a sight!

To watch your loved ones,

Lose their minds,

Over hags and brooms

Mushrooms and glooms

Cobwebs and ladies

Who might be just a little too crazy

And maybe we aren't,

Maybe we are

Just a little too crazy,

To have just any beating heart

But I do like the taste

Of fresh blood and havoc,

So be a dear

And cower before our malice.

On this eve we rule the land,

No government, no law, no ruling hand,

We reap souls and cackle until the horizon lights,

And you're safe, if only for another night.

Swords fly, screams nurture

The hum, a violent murmur,

As brave eyes collapse beneath,

A long, black eternal sleeve,

I once knew a time of glory

Where knights fought their way within stories

Passed down from a golden lineage

Their names inked, their courage undiminished

They raised their sword,

Before the great beast, the ogre, the hag...

Oh, now I sound like such a drag––

Well, maybe we don't have scales.

Or fangs, or manicured nails...

But! We know secrets!

We whisper them, in the dark of the sky

The truth behind your mythical lies

Picking up the mumbles, the crossed dreams

That drift up through the eighty-year-old chimney,

Splintered wooden beams,

As the dim lights are dimming,

And the wicked stars are twinkling,

I know what you want. What you need. What you seek.

How you break. How you eat. How you weep. How you bleed.

And it is this knowledge that fears you,

The ideas of a curious soul?

One who might undermine you

Set fire to the blackened coal.

So predictable, so ease-sy

To tear you apart,

You never had any meaning

So I start from the start,

And I gather my whims,

Tear down your path

Hold onto your limbs,

Poor fool, a cathartic tool

To ease our bloodlust!

Now what have you done to us?

To make us into the monsters you say we're to be

Why is there always blood whenever I feed?

And now I'm tumbling, down the dark hole

When did the ground ever get so cold?

I laugh and laugh, until the horizon lights

And you're dead and I'm dust.....

When did I ever stop loving the night?

Fight. I will fight.

One day, perhaps.

When the voices in my head

...Relapse.

I will never stop.

Stop. Stop. The sun burns hard.

You were always too weak to kill your heart.

I don't want this. I want my power.

You don't deserve it. You deserve to cower.

Let me hunt. One eve more,

Let me feel the night and its roar.

Give me your soul.

I have none, no more.

I'm hungry. Starving for flesh.

Yours was always too sweet, too fresh.

No. No. I'll give you my heart.

I never used it anyway,

Love was too tart,

To take my morality away.

So I feast, and you drain.