KimiJaciKai

With sickened tale and twisted hymns With screeching wail, the darkness sings With sense on rise and spine a tingle The cries in you do start to mingle With instinct high, to hide and cower The time for it to start devour With movement fast, the dark despair The only chance, to run like hare With fleet in you, the hells abound You hear with shock, an awful sound With crash and thunder, a squeal high The screech beyond, an unknown cry You twist and turn with fear and dread Then trip and fall, where rock meets head Chase is over, game is lost Burn of haste, a turn to frost As you spin to face the fright You tremble at the very