Nightlife

Hide they do, in darkened spots
Afraid of light of day.
Waiting there, in shadowed bliss
Till sunlight falls away.

Kindred spirits all they are
A special bond they share.
In search of bloods sweet reward
Pray that, you not be near.

Rise they do as nighttime falls
Immortal now in death
Hunger drives the walking corpse
No pulse no soul no breath