[ CA ] End Of Day(s ..... And Their Evil Dead Ways)
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
~ Thomas Gray "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard"
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day
Ghoulish wights glare from hidey holes chillingly
My chainsaw and boomstick readied to slay
Deadite's Army of Darkness in mass killing spree
"Let's rock'n'roll," I arrogantly say
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea
Necrotic slumber o'er, they lumber my way
Smell of death and decay wafting o'er me
Cunning? Plain chicken in my Olds Delta Eighty-Eigh-
*thud* gunning gas pedal, lead footed, intensely
The plowman homeward plods his weary way
Putrid bodies exploding, I plowed the road free
Sped like a bat out of hell, for which no one prayed
Abandoned *thump* by Jesus Christ! everything holy
God fled this era of witchcraft while I fucking stayed?!
and leaves the world to darkness and to me