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Wings shuttering in the shadows

to the moon pointed noses

Through the bushes they’re moving

at the rhythm of the night

Take off your clothes at dusk

and join our feast with no husk

No matter how many eyes you have

nor if your skin is covered in hair

Creatures of the night

under a sky with no light

Creatures of the night

As the curtain falls

on your bright world

you enter our dark set

we hear your hard breath

The world of the shadows revivals

If you turn off the lights

And if you keep quiet

You’ll hear the laughs, you’ll be frightened