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The Vampire's Crypt

The Vampire's Crypt

Transylvania castle 🧛‍♂️🏰
A full moon glowing like a candle 🌕🕯

 

The vampire's crypt: Dark and mysterious 

 

A crypt filled with vampires and coffins 🧛‍♂️🧛‍♂️🧛‍♂️🧛‍♂️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️

 

The thick scent of blood lingers in the air like smoke

 

Candles lit in the vampire's crypt 

Candles burning bright

Candle flames glowing yellow 

Casting shadows on the chamber walls 

Shadows of moonlight and darkness 

 

Vampire crypt of eternal darkness 

 

Curse of the undead; the vampire's tomb 🧛‍♂️🪦

 

The vampire slumbers deep in his coffin

🧛‍♂️⚰️

 

Waiting for night to begin 

 

Nocturnal creature of the night

Lurking in the shadows of moonlight

His eyes glowing red like fire 

A burning flame of desire 

 

Eternal creature of darkness and night

His heart cold as stone

 

His craving for blood lust strong like incense 

 

The vampire drinks blood under a blood moon

 

A blood moon of vampires and werewolves - hunters of the night 

 

Garlic and a wooden cross are his mortal enemies 🧄✞🧛‍♂️🧛‍♂️🧛‍♂️

The sun rising like a candle in the east

 

The vampire descends into the darkness of his crypt in flames and smoke 

 

His candle flames burn in the darkness of the vampire's crypt 

 

The vampire's tomb: a tomb filled with ancient secrets and macabre 🧛‍♂️🪦

 

Macabre poem 

 

Written by: Brett Strotman 📝 

 

 

 

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