Monstrous Shapers

The wicked Vampyr lurks in her fastings upon high.  
Beware! By her sanguine thirst you'll willingly die.  
She scorn’s you cries as you crawl her razored floor  
Lilith’s honeyed speech do lesser men send to war.


To face a mirror, not a monster, is action truly brave.  
So afore you bedamn upon the Glaistig’s open Grave,  
ask what could lead her to choose careless slaughter?  
Attacked, Bathory could but hide in blood and mortar!  

Fret not that many a throes should her foul deeds give pass,  
Nor should you permit your soul be thrown upon the grass.  
But prior to “witch” or “foul”  poor Lamia you call  
Have a care, that in her shaping you helped not at all.  

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