Such horror, tonight
As he lays to rest
Pure evil shall stand
On this old mans chest
It sips, it slurps
Inhales it all
As his poor misty soul
Fades into its jaw
These creatures, you see
Aren’t at all what they seem
Don’t let these ghouls trick you
Don’t let them redeem
For when you lay down
Their malice, it thrives
After all, how’d you think
They obtained their nine lives?
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