Creatures of the Night

Blackness,

covered the eyes,

darkness,

filled the skies,

critters crawling underneath,

shadows splits,

windy mist sang their song,

the dead awaken,

stand on their stones,

the soil shaken,

intimidated by the souls,

hunters lurking,

sang their lovely sorrows,

breeds howling,

kneeled with their shattered jaw,

by the wings of lust,

shall the blood burns as a victim,

with twisted eyes,

all shall be turn to bits.

Preys hiding,

scared by the everlasting curse,

all praying,

to see the light once again,

waiting,

till the darkness gone,

but all is wrong,

thought of having the chance,

but the song dragged them,

rivers of blood,

dare to be sucked,

all gone.

Darkness sang for the triumph,

break of laughter,

as it gets colder,

let there be no mercy,

for whom they be,

because none shall fight,

the creatures of the night.

Freed