Nightstalker

Always waiting for the next victim

The shadow walks alone
Claiming lives along the way
An aura of death surrounds him
Silently, he stalks his prey
In perfect darkness...
A night without a moon
Lurking behind his mask
He's coming to get you soon

He deceives all those he meets
With an aura of calm in the air
Gaining complete trust of all
They remain totally unaware
He cares not for the victim
Rich or poor, beautiful or not
He wants only their precious soul
And it's seized without a thought

His blood is extremely cold
Black death runs through his veins
So slowly. Blood thicker than tar
For all of the blood that he drains
A mixture of purity and evil
To feed his grey-coloured heart
His starving soul wanders forever
His corpse violently breaks apart