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Nosferatu’s Lullaby

A Haunting Cradle Song from the Depths of the Night

By Jason “Jay” BenskinPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
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Hush, my darling, night is near,

Shadows writhe and whispers leer.

Moonlight drowns in inky tide,

Lay you down, let dark abide.

—

The winds now moan, the floorboards creak,

A presence stirs, so frail, so sleek.

A bony hand, a hollow grin,

Scratching soft—please let me in.

—

Teeth like needles, cold as frost,

Once they kiss, all hope is lost.

Lashes flutter, breath runs thin,

Sleep now, child—your dreams begin.

—

No more hunger, no more pain,

No more sun to rise again.

Hush, my darling, don’t you weep,

Nosferatu sings you deep.

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    Written by Jason “Jay” Benskin