Spectre, Spectre
Spectre! Spectre! dreadful sight
haunting tombs all hallows night
my mortal eye fears to see
are you in the cemetery?
wafting through murky midnight mist
'tween head stones do you twist?
in my ear do you bemoan?
would you terrorise one alone?
and how shocking, how maligned,
have you twisted my once sane mind?
and when my heart begins to beat
will I run on leaden feet?
that your cackle? your rattling chain?
what asylum's in my brain?
that your claw? such iron grasp
will I flee its icy clasp?
Archangel Michael felt the scars,
when Satan threw down the stars,
Did imps smile their work now through?
Did He who made the Lamb make you?
Spectre! Spectre! dreadful sight
haunting tombs all hallows night
my mortal eye fears to see
are you in the cemetery?
Everything Halloween contest
25/9/13
Copyright © Rachel Fawcett | Year Posted 2013
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