When you close your eyes we awake
Shade creatures of the opaque.
Come close, I swear these fangs are fake
How does your trachea taste?
Spread our wings, we feast, we're night bloods,
We "enemies of the stake."
By another name when day breaks
Fairies, pixies, sweet as cake.
With magical myst we tamed drakes,
Come dance with us on the lake.
Riddles and rhymes, up to no good,
How much more mischief can we mischief makers make?
