Like the Halloween,
They came like friendly foe.
Veiled in witty white.
Peaceful, they gained trust amongst us.
Shortly, they yearn for every drop of blood in our veins.
Are they humans or vampires?
They're masked in seduction.
Their trickery sucks life from frail brethren.
They are masters of diabolical production.
To me you are vampires.
You feast on the naive.
Upset and scared.
Paralyzed with fright.
Yet you have no mercy.
Soul lickers, stop painting the future in red-stripes.
The unborn future weeps before arrival.
We wake to pray that the nightmare ends.
If you sight bloodsucker, hide,
before they take you for a ride.
They are no friends, they are in for every drop of your blood.