Up All Night...

Night wraps around long shadows
colors them darker still
His soul huddles with magic
bending it to his will

Crouching in the darkness
his eyes glowing faintly red
The blood of his victim clotting
as he sucks the eyes from it's head

Crimson fluid flowing
tasty as can be
He slurps, swallows and belches
ready for course number three

He finds it hangs where he left it
like a spider-meal wrapped in silk
High in the tower of a castle
a snack, like cookies and milk

Corrupted, decaying and rotten
Juices flow down his sharp chin
Ah, the joy of blood-lust
Even though it's a sin

Now, the dawn is breaking
he must be flying away
He flits like a bat, all twisting
dodging the sun's deadly rays

In the black castle's dungeon
hidden away, hard to find
He'll sleep, sated and bloated
dreaming of life's lovely wine