In the shadows where the moonlight fades,
Lurks a presence, timeless and cold,
With eyes that pierce the deepest nights,
And whispers of stories yet untold.

Their dance is silent beneath the stars,
With grace that defies the fleeting hours,
An eternal embrace in the darkened halls,
A realm untouched by nature’s powers.

Blood red lips and porcelain skin,
A haunting beauty that calls the soul,
In the stillness, their secrets linger,
A love eternal, beyond control.

Yet as dawn breaks, their world retreats,
Into the coffins, they softly lie,
Dreaming of nights that forever last,
Where the sun’s embrace can never pry.