Falsely accused and locked in the white room, Beautiful auburn Mary her life tough, Terrified by the darkness; shadows loom.

Footsteps beyond walls; a tightened handcuff, Helpless to whisperings; impending doom, Perhaps punishment for a life so rough.

Daily medical treatment; cruel and rough, Isolated, set apart in her room.

Hopelessly she scratches her sore handcuff,

False walls dissolve, giant figure does loom. A creature of deceit, with strength so tough, Institute residents succumb to doom.

Monster, immortal of an ancient doom, Cursed by a dark goddess for living rough; The spectre’s blood lust haunts every room. Disguised as a patient, restraining handcuff, Nightly master of the house, deathly loom.

Grasps at her cowering throat, hands so tough.

He relishes her terror, heart so tough,

And she sinks with horror from her sad doom.

Illegitimate, father’s hatred rough, Maid’s child hidden sadly; basement room, Street worker, escaping stigma’s handcuff.

Embarrassing blot on family’s loom.

Sensing her sorrow in her aura’s loom,

The beast wizened in desirous heart, tough, Mesmerizes his scared feed in her room.

Hands grip her shoulders, lust growing so rough, But she surrenders inviting her doom, Yet his need forces release of the handcuff.

His mouth takes hers as he drops the handcuff, She reciprocates to the shadow’s loom, He penetrates her exterior tough.

Offers an eternity of his doom,

His canines penetrate her throat so rough,

Without words their passion shrills through the room.

The wall’s hidden room, an immortal handcuff, Desirous love tough in his shadow’s loom, Imprisoned doom, immortality rough.