We are the forgotten children of the shadow,
Lost in the bitter cold of the night.
Our lives were utterly spent under the pale moon aglow,
And our only release is to bite.
The innocence we once knew,
Is now beyond a fool's hope.
And our strength we must renew.
Thus of this need we must cope.
Contending for our need,
Involves draining the life force of few.
Killing you to feed,
Is something we're quite willing to do.
So scream and look us in the eye,
We know you're frozen with fear and incapable of haste.
This valued prey is about to die,
And our mouths greatly desire to taste.