the bats comes with the night and the viampire soul swims in the blood of her kills she smells the fear of the innocent children she feeds to night with the anger in her eyes she kills with no hold back of the bloods bitter tast she laughs with the insanty of a mad woman becaus that is as close as she will ever get to being human she laugh and dances in the rain in one faowl swoop she in gone in to the darkniss of the night.