Those who hunt at night
And thirst for blood
Horribly brutal murderers
Insane serial killers
The lone woman kneels down
Her revolver at her side
And checks the new victim
Revealing this kill is fresh
Her sparkling teal eyes
Fight back the tears
Another innocent lost
To the vile darkness
Kate runs off towards her apartment
Through the dark of the night
Her blonde hair flailing about
Her job impairing her sight
Arriving at her room
She hurriedly enters
And locks the door behind
She is still so alone
Reaching for the bottles
The first of them of pills
The other of them liquor
She puts her woes to end
Damning her life for the misery
And utter anguish that is caused
She feels her world begin to spin
And then it fades off into black
Unbeknownst to her
A hero is at her door
And he breaks inside
To see her dead body
Rushing to the bathroom
He turns on her shower
And thrusts her corpse
Under the icy cold water
She sputters, coughs and awakens
Thanks to the noble man's attempts
And her tearful teal eyes stare up
And gaze deep into his immortal soul
Now she believes
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