Darkness abounds
Hunger takes over
Return to my hunting grounds
Crouching in wait..
A meal to abate
This hunger I feel
Need blood to heal
Prey approaches
Closer and closer it walks
Thirst and hunger well up in inside
Spring into action, their death to be mine
Drinking, feeding, hunger abating
****** death of innocence my food
Their fear my substance of life
Where I live darkness abounds
And Death gives life to those who dwell within

Written by
Michael Matthews