The moving dead:

Black night
Bloody night
I feed upon the living
And sleep with the dead
Although I am a walking corps

I’m out when the sun’s dead
Sleeping I am, when it’s alive
The stars are my friends
The light is my enemy
I am a creature of the night

Skin so cold
White like snow
Pale
Dead pale

Walk without a heartbeat
Among my kind
Killers of darkness
Were the stars are our friends
And the sun is our foe

By FANGSthatKILL

uh.. fuck everyone!