The Blood MoonA Poem by The WolfmanThe night all the creatures come out to play.
As the sun sets beneath the trees
The moon rises high above the seas The darkness calls to all the creatures of the night All lead by the blood moon's light All the monsters come out to play All the freaks make the most out of the night before the day So many things we all try to hide within As we watch the skeleton's in our closets be born again Zombies and the undead claw their way above ground Screams of chaos and anarchy come from all around The stench of death fills the misty night air The humans now knowing of the night that we all now share The blood moon shows above a place infected and diseased by men The red light, a signal for the creatures to extinguish all sin Purifying the world, making the darkness in humanity fade Humanity must now face judgement for all the mistakes they've made The sun rises, It's rays reflecting off the blood stains left behind Red liquor covers the streets where people once resigned The hollow city showing the effects of the night before As the creatures await for the blood moon to call upon them once more... © 2011 The Wolfman |
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Added on April 28, 2011 Last Updated on April 28, 2011 Author
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