~Waltz of the Living Night~

Come sit down right in front me,
Next to this roaring fire, I will tell you,
A tale that will surely seem scary.
You ask why I smirk, but you haven't a clue.

The fire twists and dances in its true elegance,
While I fold my hands, piercing your soul with my gaze.
This tale I will tell, it holds no source of eloquence.
After I'm through, your mind will be in such a haze.

I begin my tale as your breath leaves your lungs.
My smirk widens in your incredible terror,
My mannerism changes, now speaking in strange tongues.
Listening to this deathly tale was your biggest error.

Now I have you under my torturous hypnosis
And my tale unfolds further, nature bending in fear.
I am not nature, killing you slowly is my basis.
Scream all you want, for no one will be able to hear.

My tale draws to an end, you notice something odd.
My teeth become sharp, sharp to a point.
Your eyes widen, you realize now there is no god
But you see, my tale did not disappoint.

The blood slowly trickles down my face,
From where it came, you know not.
Nature has left, all of it in its grace.
The moment I told my tale, I had you caught.

My growl pierces through the still night air,
While your body trembles in unimaginable intensity.
Seeing your inevitable death, leaves you helpless and bare.
I slowly rise, in a lust of incredible propensity.

Your skin looks so soft and smooth,
But it is a shame it must be ripped apart
By my claw, nail, and tooth.
I will make it quick, your time to depart.

Suddenly a light flashes before your eyes.
You know it is time, your life has burned out.
I suck your blood while your body dies.
Now you realize before you go, there is no more doubt.

I was your death, the tale I told all along.
Nature betrayed you, so go now to the light.
My charm, my hypnosis, was the tale, the song.
You are gone, my deed is done, I now vanish into the night.

~By Rogue Ops