Patiently he bides his time
Sheltered from the light
Waiting for the moon to rise
and bring with it the night
When darkness falls he's free again
To feed upon his prey
On silent feet he hunts them down
and carries them away
He sings to them seductive lies
Hypnotic as the rain
Until they offer him their souls
And lose his deadly game
Consumed by need he feeds upon
The life within their veins
Crimson rivers freely flow
And wash away their pain
His hunger filled he once more seeks
His refuge from the sun
He will return to feed again
But now the day has won |