Endless Night

An endless night
May give you fright

But in it I
take delight

I hear their screams
far away
The voices of
those I slay

I creep along
hugging the ground
I sneak up near them
not making a sound

Then I strike!

I hit them
in the leg
Crush their head
like an egg

Their blood is dark
and rich, and sweet
It tastes to me
like fine meat

Their throats ripped open
their life is gone
I kill them as
I speak this song

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