His name was Jon.
Her name was Jane.
No longer could he spare the pain.

Her teeth were black.
Black as coal.
She is determined to tear up every soul.

Her eyes glisten in the midnight snow.
His face turns red.
She's ready, set, go.

He runs in sweat, pain, and fear.
She's whispering to you; "Come here my dear."

He's out of breath, behind a wall.
She's never fooled, she knows it all.

She creeps behind and blows the air.
He shivers in fright. "She's not there."

Her wrath so strong.
She takes a bite.

And tomorrow is yet, just another night.