Village of the Vampires (poem)
In the night-time, be wary Vampires, shadowed and scaryProwl the village by scent From yonder castle, they flyOn blackest wing, darkest skyHark, the vampires descent The damned doomed dead are dancingOn grave mounds, they are prancingLit by the moon’s crescent The villagers, weepingAt the twilight creepingOf the vampire lords ascent The neck blood, still seepingFrom the … Read more