Moonight shadows dance across the lawn
Beasts head out for a midnight snack
The raven flutters its wings and cowers
He bows to the great creatures of the night.
Flesh and blood; that's what they seek
Don't get in their way our you'll be next
Their laughs echo like waves of thunder
Fangs protract at the beautiful stench of iron.
Alert eyes of red, gold, and black
Cold enough to pierce it's prey
Perfectly chisled bodies bring about new flesh
Young maiden's screams muffle in the rain.
Blood stained flower petals
A limp body in the arm of the devourer
Tounge of harsh actions lick away the remnents
Bury the leftovers under the muddy surface.
Run away into the night
Creatures of the night dissapear
Forever shall they walk amung us
Ready to grasp our necks to take a drink.
A contest entry
- PIF..........Blood please, lots and lots of blood....(2) by Unsigned.
470 points, ended April 3, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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Nice wirte Poet
Good Luck
Simon

