END HOUSE

 

 

END HOUSE

The house invited us.

We are here for a party.

Time will only tell

whether we’ll see the morning.

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CAN IT BE ALIVE?

 

The statue moves forward.

A sigh drifts through the still air.

Maybe it’s a moan.

Its head faces me.

Dark eyes stare at me.

It’s time to run.

Let the games begin.

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TAKE ME TO THE CHURCH

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Take me to the church.
The town’s on fire.
Hell has lost its demons.

Take me to the church.
The sky has grown dark.
The Dead descend on the town.

Take me to the church.
I refuse to follow The Dead.
We must run for shelter.

Take me to the church.
It stands no more.
Gone in a puff of smoke.

 


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OUIJA BOARD

 

Ouija Board

 

Take my hand,

and I will speak

through you.

As the spirits

enter your body,

you will speak in their voices;

you will hear their thoughts.

Let the darkness descend.

The Dead are here.

 

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

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STEP INSIDE

mstrkrftz:

 

Step inside.

It’s dark.

Deserted.

Don’t worry.

They wait for you.

Climb the staircase.

Gargoyles stand sentry.

The games will soon begin.

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PARTY WITH THE DEAD

 

 

Follow me to the clearing,

where the trees part in fear.

The Dead come to play,

and the La Santa Muerte rule.

Bring your sacrifices.

Your wishes will come true.

The female Grim Reaper is all-powerful.

The taste of blood can be sweet.

She will grant wishes of  revenge

to your bitter heart’s content.

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DARK AS THE NIGHT


 

DARK AS THE NIGHT

 

 

I walk with the living at day,

They do not hear a word I say.

They believe I’m alive like them,

But I’m stronger than any men.

I run like the wind past the trees,

Fly through the sky faster than bees.

My true self is hidden away,

I might be a little fey.

At night I walk with others,

They’re close to me like brothers.

“Who am I?” you might ask.

I might take you to task.

Take care not to open that door,

You’ll be in hell forevermore.