The Nightchild

Under the black sun I crawl from my grave,

Your body I worship, Your blood I crave.

I creep by your window, The light I despise

You cannot see me but feel my cold eyes.

I am the Nightchild,

Shadows gather round me.

Are you a Nightchild?

Join us and be free.

Your rotten world means nothing to me,

Undercover of darkness is when I am free.

The Nightchild is creeping, forever seeking,

New bodies new victims, Drug and murder addicted.