faultergeist

Oh, in your slumber, blood-drunken thief,

will you remember me in your dreams?

Or the scaly creature in the reef,

am I worth the deep-water screams?

Once I have achieved eternal slumber,

would the mad doctor revive the last of me?

Or, perhaps, would the living dead wonder

if they could have preserved what had been me?

Sing to me, the elusive phantom,

Announce your sanguine elegy!

Howl to the moon of what you can fathom,

Wolfman creature, howl your plea!

Enchanting sorceress, cast your spell;

wish me the best and bid me farewell.