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Shadows of Moonlight: Vampires and Werewolves

Shadows of Moonlight:  Vampires and Werewolves

In the primeval forest, under a candle of moonlight 

 

Vampires and werewolves lurk in the shadows of moonlight

 

Moonlight shadows of vampires and werewolves 

 

Vampires and werewolves: hunters of the night with no shining light 

 

Darkness falls like midnight

 

The vampire's shadow is as black as night

 

The vampire drinks blood under a candle in the moonlight

 

A blood moon of vampires and werewolves 

 

The werewolf transforms under a full moon

 

A beast with razor-sharp teeth 

 

His fiery eyes were glowing red

 

Craving for human flesh and blood 

 

Vampires and werewolves 

 

Their hearts are black with darkness

 

Their eyes were glowing red like fire

 

Their hearts are burning with desire

 

Their bloodlust burns like a candle

 

Candle of moonlight 

 

The vampires were guided by the candlelight 

 

Sacred candle flames are burning bright

 

Sacrifice by blood and fire 

 

Vampires and werewolves: keepers of the flame 

 

An ancient flame that burns with their name

 

Macabre poem 🧛‍♂️ 

 

Written by: Brett Strotman 📝

 

 

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