October 31, 2008
Halloween’s Curse
Rivers cross at forest dark A deafening howl, on wind doth ride. Of moaning creatures of the night Hungry to feast on souls to take. The headless horseman, a traitor’s curse Doomed on galloping steed in haste. A graveyard hero aglow, with spirit dance Faceless forms of long dead lives Emerging from unholy ground Unmarked [...]



















