WALK ALONE

I walk alone at night
when the moon is full height.
The sky black as tar,
but I won’t walk far.
I search for the shadow
on a road so narrow.
I want to see who he’s become;
The Dead leader, the evil one.
THE DEAD...

 

I walk alone at night

when the moon is full height.

The sky black as tar,

but I won’t walk far.

I search for the shadow

on a road so narrow.

I want to see who he’s become;

The Dead leader, the evil one.

THE DEAD GAME

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MIDNIGHT BLUE

 

 

A midnight so dark and blue.
It’s coming for me and you.
The tides are rising to a new height,
While fighting the shore with all its might.

The clear skies are dark blue.
The clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings us shadows and fears,
And people running away in tears.

Who is able to control the moon?
I’m afraid they’ll be here all too soon.
Dark shadows are descending on the shore.
They’re many but soon there will be much more.

I’ve heard about The Dead.
They fill my heart with dread.
It’s time to hide from death.
No time to take a breath.

THE DEAD GAME

BY THE LIGHT OF THE FULL MOON

 

 

How did I come to be here?

Cold wrapped around me in fear.

No matter how far I walk.

I could hear them move and talk.

Muttering curses on me.

But faces I cannot see.

They surround me on each side.

There’s nowhere for me to hide.

I must get out of here soon.

Before the next full moon.

THE DEAD GAME

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FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

 

follow the lights

 

FOLLOW THE LIGHTS  
Follow the lights to the house of glass.
There will be much splendor in the grass.
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.
A more decadent event there could not be.
Champagne will be flowing until the wee hours.
Come with me and dance among the pretty flowers.
This room full of guests gives me a chill.
Maybe we should leave I’ve had my fill.
Eyes are following us in the room.
They will be upon us all too soon.
The guests are not what they appear.
Beneath they are just bones and hair.

 

THE DEAD GAME
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IT’S ALIVE

lilipilyspirit:
“  Sascha Schneider (German, 1870–1927), Eichenwald auf Ruegen (Oak Forest on Ruegen Island), 1925
”
The forest grows dark.
It has come alive.
Wooden arms reach for me.
Roots uncurl from the ground.
Trees shake and dance
to the moans...

Sascha Schneider (German, 1870–1927), Eichenwald auf Ruegen (Oak Forest on Ruegen Island), 1925

The forest grows dark.

It has come alive.

Wooden arms reach for me.

Roots uncurl from the ground.

Trees shake and dance

to the moans of the wind.

Dark shadows follow me.

Moonlight teases me.

I’m trapped in hell,

where the sun doesn’t shine.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

BLINDED BY THE LIGHT

All is dark.
Until the moon find us.
Hits us with its spotlight.
Blinds us with its glow.
Reveals us to the night.
All we want is darkness.
Respite from the sun.
Sleep for the weary.
Good night moon.

 

All is dark.

Until the moon find us.

Hits us with its spotlight.

Blinds us with its glow.

Reveals us to the night.

All we want is darkness.

Respite from the sun.

Sleep for the weary.

Good night moon.

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NO SUN

The moon shines bright on us all.
It has made the sun’s face fall.
It takes over the night from now on.
No more heat from its favorite sun.
Oasis will exist in the dark.
It’s scary in this deserted park.
I must get home before it’s too late.
Before...

 

 

The moon shines bright on us all.

It has made the sun’s face fall.

It takes over the night from now on.

No more heat from its favorite sun.

Oasis will exist in the dark.

It’s scary in this deserted park.

I must get home before it’s too late.

Before my fate is sealed on this date.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

MOONLIGHT PAIN

rememberless:
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I cry alone in the dark night.
The sun refuses to share light.
Lit by a fire from within.
Moonlight hits me like a sharp pin.
I grow paler by the day.
In this world I cannot stay.
Without light I will...

 

rememberless:

 

I cry alone in the dark night.

The sun refuses to share light.

Lit by a fire from within.

Moonlight hits me like a sharp pin.

I grow paler by the day.

In this world I cannot stay.

Without light I will die.

My white petals will fly.

I’m left to be a thin stick

As I grow tired and sick. 

 

THE END IS NEAR

THE END IS NEAR
“Life goes on,
But how can I?”
Lost in her suffering in a town of despair,
Linda knows not how to release herself from here.
She gazes out at the big bright moon,
Knowing full well what it will bring soon.
“Please save us from the...

 

THE END IS NEAR

“Life goes on,
But how can I?”

Lost in her suffering in a town of despair,
Linda knows not how to release herself from here.
She gazes out at the big bright moon,
Knowing full well what it will bring soon.

“Please save us from the evil forces at bay.
We can’t live through this for even one more day.”

Will this night be the same as all the rest?
Fleeing through the night at someone’s behest.
Will they ever be safe again in their beds?
To lie down asleep and rest their weary heads.

“I see a light in the distance.
We can offer no resistance.
They are here for us all.
This night the town will fall.

THE DEAD GAME

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