There were no Vampires, WereWolves or ZombiesIn the beginning, can't you seeBehind the muffled cries of humanity?Therein lies false hope for gleeTo bring to light that ol' ChristianityDaniel H. Ziggens born to thee with abilities to foresee.Demanded for countless waves of errSacrifce of the purest, can't you hearThe treble from your creations,Groans so loud nothing can interfere?To endure unforgettable ties until revelationsDathan Deen given to thee to bear.