graveyard

i walk along the stone cold road

to the iron gates of the unknown

i follow the path of death

reading each epitath

fog slowly creeps in

the goulish games begin

 

gobblins dance to the devils beat

zombies shuffle their mangled feet

ghost sway through the night time air

their ectoplasms gently brushing my hair

 

the moon rises high into the sky

all the light besides the stars drifts into the dark night

the music flows

as darkness consumes

ive been enchanted by the graveyards doom