A Silent night awaits you
With darkness all around
There lies the figure sleeping
Until the midnight sound
Creeking as it opens
The coffin seems to speak
He Rises ever gently
And stands upon his feet
He comes to life before your eyes
With eerie teeth of white
And spreads his cloak around him
And begins his nightly flight
He doesn't ask the question
If you shall live or die
He merely sinks his silver teeth in
And moans "Once bitten twice shy"
Are you a child of the night
You ponder now in vain
Are you allowed one last chance
To fly without the pain?
O, lonesome one, where are you now?
Where have you come to rest?
Inside the golden coffin
With darkness as your crest.
© L.C. White
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