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Poetry

black masses.

Come into the light
We’ll make them bleed tonight
Your mind spins evil names
The ones they told you never to say

Black masses in the night
The creatures of the dark
Haunted visions pollute your mind
We’ll pray death isn’t far

Come closer
And now fade away

Come closer.

Keep quiet among the trees
Tiptoe and then down to your knees
Hail spirits above and below
Hail corpses join the show.

Black masses in the night
The creatures of the dark
Haunted visions pollute your mind
You’ll pray death isn’t far

Come closer
Come closer
Come closer
And now fade away

(Originally published on tumblr, 2016)