Mistress of the night
You won't see her in the daylight, for the sun would burn her skin.
She's a hunter a suductress in this world that we live in.
She's been chased for centuries; she's lived because she's smart.
The only way to stop her, is to put a stake right through her heart.
Don't get to over confident, pretend that she's only make believe.
That you will only see her in the movies, or maybe on hallows eve.
Don't underestimate her strength and speed, just because she is a girl.
There are all kinds of different creatures, living in the underworld.
Porcelain skin, dark hair and eyes, she's a mistress of the night.
She'll lure you with an exotic kiss, then your neck she'll bite.
She's just a shadow of the night, her beauty so divine.
She'll suck your blood, just like it was a goblet of red wine.
Don't mistake her for Elvira; they are definitely not the same.
Elvira was an actress, Cassandra Peterson was her name.
I'm sure you've heard of Dracula, the father of them all.
I think I'll by a nite light, watch out for shadows on my wall.
Is she a figment of ones imagination, I guess that only time will tell?
Do you believe in magic could this be an evil spell?
I'll buy myself a cross for sure, and won't turn off my light.
I wonder if she's real, this mistress of the night?
Written February 24, 2009_________Wildecat,
She's a hunter a suductress in this world that we live in.
She's been chased for centuries; she's lived because she's smart.
The only way to stop her, is to put a stake right through her heart.
Don't get to over confident, pretend that she's only make believe.
That you will only see her in the movies, or maybe on hallows eve.
Don't underestimate her strength and speed, just because she is a girl.
There are all kinds of different creatures, living in the underworld.
Porcelain skin, dark hair and eyes, she's a mistress of the night.
She'll lure you with an exotic kiss, then your neck she'll bite.
She's just a shadow of the night, her beauty so divine.
She'll suck your blood, just like it was a goblet of red wine.
Don't mistake her for Elvira; they are definitely not the same.
Elvira was an actress, Cassandra Peterson was her name.
I'm sure you've heard of Dracula, the father of them all.
I think I'll by a nite light, watch out for shadows on my wall.
Is she a figment of ones imagination, I guess that only time will tell?
Do you believe in magic could this be an evil spell?
I'll buy myself a cross for sure, and won't turn off my light.
I wonder if she's real, this mistress of the night?
Written February 24, 2009_________Wildecat,
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