Down wooden stair
rabbit hole cliche
spinning mess of sin
demon souls astray
fangs drip; glitter
menacing night
pungent perfume
masks building fright
headless shadows
dancers on her face
time crawls along
pulse starts to race
godless ascent
fears come too true
welcoming depths
of every known hue
eyes blind; watching
glass in her mind
all those promises
more terrible lies
dusky twilight creeps
midnight comes to feast
growling black void
insatiable beast
moon translucent
thoughts scorch the sky
one touch could save her
but is he just a lie
fangs roughly grasp
beast now consumes
demon quenched thirst
body beneath the moon
