A Bat Called "Love"

Darkness
My home
It is here that I hunt
It is here that I wait
Awaiting the night
For the days are too bright
& My victims are those with the absence of sight
As I
You see, as a bat I am blind
But love too is blind
Herego, I am love
Lurking in the abyss of drifting souls
As I prey on the weak and weaken the strong
I am alone
With no sunshine I remain cold
In the hopes that every heart I touch remain froze...