The Beast

The beast that rules the skies of night
The beast whose wings let it take flight
The beast whom strikes with deadly fangs
The beast from which the ceiling he hangs

I can’t see him
But he sees me
On life’s last whim
While I quickly flee

The beast related to the bat
The beast that lives among the rat
The beast who fears this bulb of garlic
The beast that hides within your attic

He’s faster then I
He smells what I don’t
He can hear my sigh
Does what my senses won’t

The beast that lurks within that shadow
The beast whom existed long ago
the beast that burns within the fire
The beast that’s called the Vampire