Life is short and then it's gone,
It makes you wonder what went on.
From here to there, from there to here,
It makes you wonder who is near.
For in the night when all is right,
He'll cast his wings and take flight.
But in the day he'll hide away,
In his casket he shall stay.
To the earth he shall not go,
And the mirth he shall not know.
The greatest demon of the heart,
His lust for blood from the start.
Go to your home and do not dally,
And do not roam into the alley.
For there he sits, and there he stays,
Till time near hits the light of days.
A blood thirst monster for the hire,
You know him as the great...