Bad blood

peto

Who turned off all the lights 

Turned my days into nights 

And my nights into hell on this land

Why would angels attack 

Thought they covered my back 

Guess it's all on my own I must stand 

As they leave on the wing

A banshee starts to sing 

Her alarm wakes the ghouls from their sleep 

The flesh falls from the bone

They won't come here alone 

Now that death has his victim to reap 

It's a crowded affair 

As they climb up the stair

Shuffling closer so eager to feast 

I can't take anymore 

As they crash through the door 

Headed up by the blood curdling beast 

Though they're damned by a curse 

Seems I'd just make things worse 

There's no love that they feed on left here 

With a sniff they turn back

Should be glad that I lack 

The compassion so many hold dear 

  • Author: peto (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 11th, 2023 03:13
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Teddy.15

    Fabulous I hear music in here 😄

    • peto

      Ah and you watched candlewitch
      I'll maybe try add some music at a later date to this one also
      Thank you Teddy

    • LIZ

      Ok first, this is incredible! I have to agree with Teddy....I was half singing/rapping 😆. BUT...these lines: "Who turned off all the lights, Turned my days into nights, And my nights into hell on this land, Why would angels attack, Thought they covered my back, Guess it's all on my own I must stand" are amazing! I'm a little goth, so I feel this is right up my alley! Truly enjoyed it!

      • peto

        Glad to meet you in the alley LIZ
        Can't thank you enough for such kind words
        Extremely grateful

      • Christina8

        I was going to suggest that this sounded like a song, others beat me to it. And I highly doubt that you lack compassion though it does make for a fantastic rhyme!! Awesome job! x

        • peto

          Thank you Christina
          I suppose it depends how I'm feeling when writing
          Always love to read your views
          Many thanks

        • Bobby O

          So eager to feast.
          This moves with folly and reality both at once. Nice job good write nice read

          • peto

            Thank you very much Bobby
            Appreciate the visit
            Gratitude



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