Nosferatu is Back

And in due time he came on back
He left away some many years ago
With only his bag to accompany him
To all this is a known fact
And yet alls’ fear began to show
As the sun set down so dim

Small, beady red eyes of blood
And fangs made for ripping of flesh
Long nimble fingers to grab hold and choke
With only a thin patch for’a gut
Clothing accustomed to olde time mesh
His body being altogether mangled brok

Some say he preys on small animals’ beings
Others on spiritual essences
I say he vamps on humans’ lives
For pulsing veins he is accustomed to seeing
Warm blood appealing to his senses
Delectable liquids fluids fresh to whom is

He has a name not known much
Quite peculier, if not ever you heard
Of dread and lies come in each verse
A combustion of letters bunch
When spoke bring to stomachs curd
It is true be all a curse

For Nosferatu is back now
So bundle up, run and hide
And fear will taint through your thoughts
For all will know how
He caused yet so many to sleep cry
For his soul has yet to rot