HOUSE OF ICE

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“ Ice Hotel, Quebec
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A house of ice.
Sounds too nice?
It might be.
It’s next to the sea.
Ice statues populate the place.
Just don’t look into their face.
Tales of horror fall from their lips.
Better run away from all this.
THE DEAD...

 

A house of ice.

Sounds too nice?

It might be.

It’s next to the sea.

Ice statues populate the place.

Just don’t look into their face.

Tales of horror fall from their lips.

Better run away from all this.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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TO HELL AND BACK

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    The night holds you so tight.

    You must not fear or fight.

    You belong to us now.

    I say this with a bow.

    You will follow us to hell.

    As we ring the nightly bell.

    Our servants you will be.

    You’ll never be set free.

    The town belongs to us.

    No reason for a fuss.

    The Dead are here to stay.

    Come with us and play.

    THE DEAD GAME 

     

A DOOR

 

 

A door among many others.

A family like all the others.

Eating at the dinner table.

Drinking wine.

Laughing.

But something is off.

The wine is blood.

The dessert are fingers.

A family not like the others.

THE DEAD GAME

DEAD GAMES

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DEAD GAMES TO PLAY

Let’s have some fun.

The game is on.

Too late to run

From The Dead Game.

 

Keep your eyes open wide

As the darkness surrounds.

There is no place to hide

In this small town of ours.

 

Maybe some hide and seek.

A deck of cards or two.

I might give you a peek

At the games we will play.

 

Come one, come all,

The Dead now chant.

To our town hall,

Cursing who can’t.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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THE WITCHING HOUR

It’s the witching hour

 

Welcome the witching hour.

We can use their power.

Witches are good for Oasis.

I know them on first-name basis.

They might rid The Dead from here.

I cannot promise or swear.

They can cast spells to kill The Dead.

Better than hiding in your bed.

They are walking down the road.

No resemblance to a toad.

Beautiful they are all.

This night the town will fall.

THE DEAD GAME

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MY TRUE LOVE

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A demon from hell.

Is this Wolf?

Who loved me so well.

My one evil love.

 

I miss him dearly.

My life in ruins.

You can see clearly

The evil inside.

 

I bow down my head.

I say a prayer.

He has made his bed.

For eternity.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

MIDNIGHT AT THE OASIS

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Nosferatu (1922)

 

The clock chimes twelve midnight. 

Time stands still.

The music stops.

Dancers freeze in place.

All is quiet.

Twelve chimes.

The dancing and music resume.

No time is lost.

The Dead have assumed control.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

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SEA RUN RED

The end of the journey.

Where the sea runs red.

The nights grow long.

Dark shadows roam free.

And The Dead have come to play.

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END HOUSE HAS WON AGAIN

 

 

 

The daisies are alive.

Chasing me through the house.

A house where the rooms change.

A living room one day

is a boudoir the next.

Wait!

The daisies have teeth.

They are moving closer.

Surrounding me.

Nowhere to go.

Nowhere to turn.

End House has won again. 

THE DEAD GAME

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