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Unholy Night Walk   (Collaboration by Souladareatease and Grace)

 

Darkened Howls lunge  
riding screams within the wind
twirling, rolling tumbling
wraith, angry hauntingly pleased
tormenting passers-by descending decrees
Your shawl wet in cloak of dread
clinging stench shake of able
still the stance, tremble
quietly now Your step so feared
breath of the wraith whispers in Your ear

The mass behind the darkened place
Swirls in mists of horrors might
Laughs in growling howls
Through the annals of the night
Walk them carefully away
From darkness towards the light
Alas, within the light imps unknown caper
Seeking backs to climb upon
To ride towards the light of life
to smell more of the freshest of air

creature of death, leech of life
extracting the fears building its frights
Your breath, voice stinks the air
diving at hearts to drive in cold nails
keeps the Young couple steady with care
quickened in pace they give safety embrace
carrying on away from this fog
hands held tight this scary of night
much they now share, both laying bare
Haunts from the hill risk, no peril from chill

Knowing not the time of night
This day where all that creeps walk upright
Where dead and death merge and morph
Creating an army with strong foul might
To fight a war to gain gained souls
A time when the holies judge men
To sieve the virtuous from the flawed
There the fallen, collected they are
Through this unknowing couple wander
Sulphurous air unheeded, flouted

Ever these forever's circle, cross lands
did the loss upon their own life
embitter their plague upon the living
or were these creatures borne of depths
the deeper recessed wells
Wails that moan the bemoaned
railing with strikes spiked clear
as wind blows harder
our couple button up
Sharing this hot cider, warmth of the skin

In the forest left behind
The howls of fury and rage
They continue, through the dark night
The gangrenes lights of clashing spectres swords
Clash as they vie for the greatest of the finest
Gentle soul trophies line the diaphanous walls
Full shown in blazes of the macabre
Through the hills hunters horns blow
For the ones that left the cages
Scurrying through the darkness to beyond.




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