Nosferatu


He who walks in shadow,
who is made of fear and sorrow.

Walks upon this earth with a soul of shadow and steam,
long forgotten over centuries passed.

An immortal a dark brood indeed,
drinks from your soul
leaving you for dead.

He was done in by the sun
and his need for blood.

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