Come to me my creatures of the night
Come to me now, and take a flight
Kill any and every person you see
And bring their souls right back to me
Rip fragile bodies, tear them apart
Mutate them with your claws, so sharp
Let darkness descend, and death come slow
Reveal to them the pain I know
Then fly away, their souls in hand
Across this vast, decaying land
Towards hellfire of crimson, bloodlust so red
And the weeping corpses of the undead
(I didn't write the first four lines, I read them on another site)
