Creature

     The sky's clouds, a calm sight for the plenty;
           A blanket from the bright sun.
      The Schwärze our friend, our protector.
            We are brukolakas, lamia,
             creatures of the night.

  Our crowd walks the night, searching for the meal,
       a woman screams, death comes to her.
           This is our way to survive,
         do you hate us? Do you fear us?

        Become our friend, walk the night.
  Life is for the strong, death come to the weak.
      Do not hate us, we do choose fairly.
 We do not kill the children, nor the innocent if,
        only if, we can help it, my friends.

     Animals we do not touch, for we are nature,
   nature is our friends, the humans infect nature,
           do you not know this, human?
   Humans usually do not know this, they only deny.

I, my friend, am a friend to darkness, but love, you know,
    it is with the darkness. Humans walk the light.
      Humans love only temporarily, we forever.
          My name, my friend, is mundos.