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Dream avatar for Valentine's Day...or whenever I feel like being redder.
Darkness falls across the land.
The Midnight hour is close at hand.
Creatures crawl in search of blood,
To terrorize your neighborhood.
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down,
Must stand to face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell.
The foulest tench is in the air.
The funk of forty-thousand years,
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom.
And though you fight to stay alive, your body starts to shiver;
For no mere mortal can resist the evil of the thriller.