Teen Gothic

Ghost, ghost, happy ghost. Reaching for a slice of toast. Reaching for a slice of toast early in the mourn.

Vlar, vlar, vampire. Burning on a funeral pyre. Burning on a funeral pyre, caught out as a liar.

Howl, howl, werewolf howl. Eying off a juicy owl. Eying off a juicy owl to rend and to devour.

Stomp, stomp, monster stomp, no pretention, snob or pomp. No pretention, snob or pomp and dancing until dawn.

(What the hell is this?!? Has Aytakk lost his mind? Buggered if I know and I live in here.)