Anatomy Of A Ghoul

 
My limbs blister at midnight
Head stirs with my tongue tied
Horns protrude out upright
Are you sure you want a piece of me?

My fangs would fool you outright
Digits flashing the red light
Breath sweet melancholy ice
Have you ever tasted a dark dream?

My sulfur in your blood trail
Your odor beneath my nails
No heartbeat to rest yourself
Think you could learn to like our color?

The wiles of my somber laughter
Prey on the warmth of living pleasures.