Risen
Shadows stretch
and shadows yaw
Death;a flame that flutters
Clouds chased high,moonlight flickers
the cool breeze blows,and the stillness shivers
Darkness moves in places hidden
Peering eyes revealed their vision
Doleful words;misfortune heard
to cast a spell on those who heard
In my head were hidden voices
strange is now,they scream rejoices
Chanting steady,all around
incantations,a heinous sound
Oppressed in weight,of foetid air
my spirit caught,by evil snare
Uneasy stirrings,within my head
to see the dance of the risen dead
Pallid mist,hung upon their faces
strange is how,my soul embraces
From lips I utter,with doleful voice
life a memory,in death rejoice
In my head,that chanted sound
In this dance,death abounds
Shadows stretch
and shadows yaw
To dance;of flame that flutters