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Nightwatcher
The night flows in cold and dank
Like the bottle of wine I drank
Dark and fore bearing all it knows
Clouds moving in highs and lows
Deep in the shadows I lurk about
Strong and silent as I move around
The bloodlust is strong as the night wears thin
The dawn my death sentence if I do not win
For it is blood I truly desire
My own heart beating as if on fire
Flowing and pulsing I yearn for more
Never enough, just want some to store
From beyond the horizon I feel the pain
Shrieking and shouting in mortal disdain
I, the night-watcher of all men
For now must retire until we meet again
Elisabeth Stover 2001