A shadow from the shadows,
stepping into the light
he casts no shadow.
Slightly out of fashion,
beneath his mask of humanity
he burns with unholy hunger.
Tonight,
eagle-eyed and heartless,
lion-lusty and ruthless,
empty of compassion
or care for young and weak,
a slave to his nature,
he hunts the innocent
with ancient eyes and
his dark gift of immortality.
