Cursing The Light Poem by Samael Wolf
Cursing The Light
It comes too soon
to spoil the night
this cradle of dark
in which I dwell
to me its heaven
to others a Hell
wonderful beings inhabit this place
some with beauty
others without a face
We live from dusk till dawn
we derive pleasure
from where its drawn
Into the night
we grow strong
sleep in the day
then wake, a throng
of people with purpose
Vampire night
on the loose!
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