Vlad

A creature of the night
Rarely seeing morning light.
A noble Vampyre of a forgotten age
An all knowing and Powerful Sage

One of the few
his mind askew
Living in the dark
Always leaving his mark

Don't be afraid
Your Grave is made
Your blood is his to take
Shivering as he awakes

Screaming into the night
your heart filled with fright
Seeing him rise from the grave
No chance you'll be brave

Trying to runaway
the door slams behind you
Your heart in dismay
For this is His Cue

To rise from his sleep
Your life he will reap
Your soul He will take
For this demon is now awake...

~JaCK