Hallow's Eve

Dark veils of night, The moon howls are clear, Black trees 
are rising, And the wind is screaming our fear. I run thru 
these twisted corridors, I fall from deconstructing 
nightmares, Thy eerie sounds of witches in doom, Slashing 
skeletons slice distraught horror. Down the nerves of ye 
spineless back, Black cats crawl with intensions to kill, 
Spirits of ghosts flash a floresent sigh, Chanting the evil
 to feed your mind. Graveyard of thy church you bury me 
here. My one clear path to the church blinded, Blocked by 
skulls of wrath - disgusted relics, Kneel by thy black gate
 I await in tears. Lightning flash before my blood filled 
eyes, I look beyond the fear I feel you coming, Open thy 
trap between our deadly suicide, Wilst hath seen a burial 
in this putrid sewer. The tower bells ring let her suffer, 
Immense pain so clear and catasthropic, We make lust not 
love at midnight's dawning, Saliva withdrawls from my 
fractured mouth. We will not leave - the cemetery rain we 
believe, I forever bleed - this Hallow's Eve.