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Samhainian falsehood

Tawdry and a fraud

Hallows eve a myth

Cloaked in a hoaxed facade

With ancient scorn, we watch forlorn,

As humans mock fang and fear,

We scoff at fright, in moon's pale light,

No masks for us to wear,

No pumpkin's grin, fraud spirit's din,

Can lure the night's true form

No candied sweet or “trick-or-treat”,

Can tempt the ageless kin,

Our solitude

Mocks their candle's flame

Their fleeting joys

Beneath the gibbous moon

Demons of the night

Need no night of jest

Beneath ensilvered light

The egg of night safe in our nest

Beyond their sight

We breathe colder air

The Blood moon's call

True Vampiric despair