The Children Of The Night Poem by Thomas Vaughan Jones

The moon is full and shining,
it fills us with delight.
It's time we went out hunting.
We children of the night.

Listen to us calling.
The night is clear and still,
and nature sits with bated breath
as we run down our kill

The mystery of our Moon Song
will fill your heart with dread.
We come as bat or werewolf
to take you from your bed.

The screaming of our victims,
beaten, bloody, raw,
is music to our monstrous ears
as we regale in gore

And once we take your virtue,
betray you with our bite
then you must come and join us,
we children of the night.

Come join in the love songs
we render to the Moon.
Come take part in our ritual
and dance the Devil's tune.

For we are Satan's children.
We run before the light,
delighting in dark kingdoms,
we children of the night.