They hide within the shadows.

They walk softly through the night.

The enigmas of evil.

Take to graceful flight.

They are all amongst us.

One maybe your best friend.

However, you will never know this.

Until you meet, your gruesome end.

Eternity awaits the weak.

Your body burns within.

Images of life, strobe the mind.

As transformation begins.

A sexuality that magnetises.

A Svengali to those they meet.

To remain immortal forever.

No life circle to complete.

Distinguished from all surroundings.

Satins children of the night.

Fate and destiny holds no choices.

For the white faced monsters with velvet voices.

(Photography by Gary Peters)