vampires
In the red moon rising
Of the night on the valley
The still wind silence
The echo of heavy breathing
On the hill of red light
The skeletons turning alive
The night of the dark creatures
They awake to hit the valley
The black bats flying
Whistling sound of deadly bites
The valley of the warm blooded people
They sleep through the night
The hungry creatures walk
Grumbling all along the tracks
Of smelling of warm blooded people
They push on in the red moon rising
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