Inkubus Sukkubus

In the hush of the gloaming
As the young sleep without a care
Dark lovers greet the cool night sky
And drink of the liquid air
The time has come for the eternal young
To leave the still of the earth
And rush through the night
In their nocturnal flight
Wild beneath the midnight sun
Those who have tasted it satiates
It"s an experience you won"t want to miss