In the dark moments of morning, as the sun is yet to rise
A faceless form awakens, inspiring chilling cries
It lurks within the darkness, while unaware, we sleep
As many shall fall victim in the dormant hours they keep
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The moonlight beckons wandering, as it hauntingly entreats
Selecting its new victims from the souls that dare to meet
With charm and a seduction, enticing all who are about
After a quick salutation, they then give in to shout
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The faceless form reveals them, all it really needs
Taking from them blood of life, on which it only feeds
A curse bestowed in days of yore when another fed on it
Living on, in death’s cold grasp, because of once been bit
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Alone it ever wanders, through the dark corridors of life
Invading all our nightmares, with stabs there like a knife
Sad though, all it really wants is to live and to be seen
For it must live its life alone, in the hours, in between