Now I lay me down to sleep

I signed away my soul, they’ll keep.

I will die before I wake.

My body turned to ash, they’ll take.

Already dead I’ve spent my days

Drinking blood in many ways.

 

Father, unto thee I pray,

Why’d you make me loathe the day?

Safe I was out of Sun’s sight

Until they found me out tonight.

Curse the humans, bless my friends.

Save their souls when it ends.

 

 

Poetry

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