Darkness.

The darkness shall not hide them,
nor the light shine in their path.
No compation given them,
Nor is compasion sought.
Darkness abides in their cold eyes
like black fire-burning coals

They are dead of spirit
dwellers of the shadows
Living in the night
Hate becomes their purpose
As the Beast ussurps
thier human hearts that were
once alive and in control.

Life drains out before them
with red upon thier lips
Living death consumes their all
As time has no hold on them
And niether does the light
For a Vampire's life is spent ruling
The Denziens of the night.