Unleash your children of the night.
Let them feast on flesh and vein.
Blood flows as bodies fall.
The thirst that cant be quenched.
Fangs protruding.
Drenched in blood.
Hear their victims scream in the night.
Sneering as the light fades from their panicked eyes.
Undead creatures of the night.
Sleeping through daylight.
Rising with moonlight.
To hunt for fresh prey.
Running off the instinct to slay.
Dominating humanity.
Their elder calls.
Victory cries at human demise.
Bodies lay on the blood soaked ground where corpse fall.
Hell hounds bound through the night.
Banshees cheer.
Demons prowl.
Werewolves bay at the moon.
Unleash the children of the night.
Let them feast on flesh and vein.
All beasts and creatures gather.
Hear their calls
Creatures of the dark unite.
It's the stroke of midnight.
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