Pandemoni - Vampire

Solstice twilight paints the trees

In a psychedelic gloom

An unseen presence heaves and breathes

In the forest’s holy room

The tarn reflects the midnight skies

In a burning liquid haze

Your eye it drinks and sanity flies

As the waters mee your gaze

You hear them walk upon the breeze

That dithers in the grove

Over ground interred in autumn leaves

That words can cause to move

Their song attracts a motley horde

To celebrate the throne

Upon which sits the verdant lord

Two fingers at the moon

Pandemoni!

You fall to your knees

As their kingdom ascends

From the roots of the trees

Poisonous malice

Empty the chalice!

Seven sisters in bloom

Scented feet on your tomb

A midsummer’s doom

Creatures of the heathen night

Some dance and others crawl

And some anticipate the flight

To the honored mountain hall

They haunt you on the humming air

That whispers 'round your head

When from the nightmare cold and bare

You wake up in your bed