A SAD SONG

 

I stare into the dark.

Your future will be stark.

My grimoire burns bright,

flames to a great height.

Death is coming your way.

I won’t be here to say,

“This won’t be a paradise for long,

soon you will be singing a sad song.”

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

 

A SPOT OF EVIL

Mare (live in Kraków)

A spot of evil.

A dash of hell.

A flicker of candlelight.

A skull or two.

And you’re prepared.

To fight The Dead.

Don’t forget your spell book.

A mighty spell can take them down.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE FOREST

 

 

Or so they say.

I want to know what they’re doing.

I’ll follow them into the woods.

Between the tall trees.

Through the dense undergrowth.

To the house waiting in the distance.

The Dead walk among them.

Or so we are told.

THE DEAD GAME

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HIDDEN

HIDDEN

I walk among the living at day.
They do not hear I word that I say.
They believe I’m alive like them,
But I’m stronger than any men.
I can run like the wind through the trees,
Flying through the sky faster than bees.
At day my true self is hidden away.
People think I might be a little fay.
At night I walk the earth with the others.
They are as close to me as my brothers.
I’m more powerful than The Dead are.
To find me you don’t have to search far.
Who am I? you might ask.
I might take you to task.
Then you will be in hell forever more.
Be careful before you open that door.

THE DEAD GAME