Children of the Night

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Headless Relatives

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Sneak out my window
When the lights go dark
Stalk the empty streets
On my way down to the park
Look at the quiet houses
Imagine the secrets they might hold
But I know I'm stuck here
On the far side
Of the threshold

I hop the fence
To the field of headstones
Walk lightly across the ground
Seeded with old bones
The waning moon pokes its head
Above the mausoleum
Where I go to be alone
With my thoughts
And with my demons

In my lithic lair
I huddle on the floor
Alone with the dead
I don't have to pretend anymore

Hiding from the light
Running from a thirst that we can't slake
Children of the night
What sad specimens we make

Hiding from the light
Running from a thirst that we can't slake
Children of the night
What sad specimens we make

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