I have heard the call
Sounds of life after the burning sun has settled
It calls hauntingly
Coaxing me to believe

If I had only heard it once
No mind would I have paid
Instead it called thrice
Who shall go to grave

I am near fear
Not wanting to step outside
For when the call comes
Nowhere is there to hide

Large eyes and a boneless neck
It can see three sixty
Searching for whom
To place underground next

It is so loud this screech
I can hear it in my home
Fear trickles down my spine
Whom has Lilith come to see