By the light of the moon
From the dirt where they lay
They crawl up through earth
To lurk and to prey
They’ve lived and they’ve died
Loved and they’ve lost
But all through this night
Your lives they will toss
.
Dogs they do bark
Cats they do prowl
Seasons turn chill
And the winds always howl
.
The myths grow more sick
As clocks do tock tick
For the hour draws near
Of the dark, dread, and fear
.
Clawed up through dark soil
Within earth they cannot stay
Their legions do roil
Their skin away flays
.
Leaves rustle, they scatter
Trees all play dead
Rotting bodies that shamble
Are all canted of head
.
Twitching fright and dead leer
Slack jaws that just fall
Is that shuffling, you hear?
Painful groaning, oh dear!
.
Prickly skin sent a-crawl
With grand sights of appall
It’s your soul they ill seek
For much more than a peek
.
Heinous hungry they are
And with them you’ll soon be
Scent of the grave, taste of death
Damp decay you’ll soon cheek
.
You run and you hide
Scream and you plead
But in truth be it known
Your death is their need!
.
As civility slumbers
And the retched do creep
Eternal rest will ne’er be
As the dead they do reap
.
From dirt deathly fearsome
From dirt yet we run
But tis dirt that we are
Tis dirt we become
.
By the light of the moon
From the dirt where we lay
We crawl up through earth
To lurk…and to prey….