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Blood Curdled at The Chilling Quill  2


And when the darkness falls
What sleep will there be

Save in dire dreams
The nightmare murder moves closer

On prickling skin
Balking and gagging

Left to the suffocation of sheets
And dripping sweat

When the darkness falls
Sleep there will be

But hunted on wide rimmed starings
On a chill pitch glue blackness

Shuffle tarot card footsteps
Only the skeleton creek of the shutters lynch

Breaks on the beaded pores of mumbled prayers
Our father who art in the dark

Settles fitful slumberous breath
On a vampires teeth

Raked the burning ashes of cold eating eyes
‘Tis the middle of the night

Only the undead ivory glistens
The forgotten blood stains

When darkness falls
Sleep there will be

In dire dreams
Nightmare murder moves closer

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