Children of the Night

A child of the night
she roams the streets
Inciting terror and fear
into those she meets
A relentless hunter
she stalks the weak
On the scent of blood
she is far from meek
When the stars dim
and the moons shines pale
Beware the darkness
of night's veil
For when her children
come out to play
Want for the Sun
and begin to pray