Lost in the woods it will sit and wait.
Next person who will come it will close its fate.
With one slash it cuts your neck.
With one hit it breaks your back.
Its wings are that of a bat.
Sucks the blood and jumps like a cat.
It will hunt you down and pounce you flat.
Give it a name it will be.
A demon vampire to you and me.
to the little boy, im the dead man
to the woman , the lost soul
to the priest , an abomination
to my family in another nation
blood is my meal in which i share
life of hunger teeth rip and tear
what is my body but a vessel to me
my past lives dead but darkness do i see
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