The Vampire Tomb

In the tomb of the vampire's embrace,
Candles burning with a flickering grace.

Shadows dance upon the ancient walls,

Whispers echo through the empty halls.

A cold chill fills the midnight air,

As the vampire slumbers without a care.

His resting place adorned with glistening light,

Guiding lost souls through the endless night.

Mysteries linger in the shadows deep,

Secrets hidden, waiting to creep.

The flickering flames cast eerie hues,

Illuminating the ancient tombs.

In the stillness of the vampire's lair,

Silent whispers fill the air.

A haunting beauty in the flickering light,

In the tomb of the vampire's eternal night.