To friends above, from friends below, the indignant ghost is riven-

From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven-

From frief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven.

                                                                        Excerpt from Lenore, by Edgar Allen Poe.

Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,

But every night I see the rubbery things,

Black, horned, and slender, with membranous wings,

And tails that bear the bifid barb of hell.

They come in legions on the north wind's swell

With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,

Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings

To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare's well.

(From H.P. Lovecraft’s Night Gaunts)

The infamous scene from the 1922 vampire movie Nosferatu:

And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts...

And I looked and behold, a pale horse

And his name that sat on him was Death

And Hell followed with him.           

                                                      Revelation 6:6,8  

When there's no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth."           Dawn of the Dead (1978) (George A. Romero)

 A passage from The Giaour (1813) by Lord Byron:

  But first, on earth as vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race;

There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life;
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corse:
Thy victims ere they yet expire
Shall know the demon for their sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flowers are withered on the stem.

A ghost, that loved a lady fair

Ever in the starry night

Of midnight at her pillow stood;

And; with a sweetness skies above

The luring words of human love,

Her soul the phantom wooed.

Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note,

The little snakes of silver throat,

In mossy skulls that nest and lie,

Ever singing die, oh! die.”

                                                 From Thomas Lovell Beddoes’s The Phantom-Wooer

"I have lost my mind." - Daniel Johnstone