Nosferatu

Nefarious deeds this day are done.

Opulent death awaits the undead son.

Sanguine moon spies on the gruesome sight.

Fangs sink deep in a ravenous bite.

Echoed sounds tickle the victim's ear.

"Rest easy, sweet Lady, the end is near."

Amber eyes and crimson lips, skin so chalky pale.

Taste the life beneath the soul's earthly veil.

Umbra dawns its hideous guise, for the vampire wins another prize.