The Dead of Night

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A creep song about night. And the dead of it. By Sophos Es'flet


The Dead of Night

So cold and lonely

when monsters roam

the lands unholy


Zombies moan

and Skeletons cackle

just before

your bones crackle


Spiders jump

and Creepers hiss

just before

your loved ones

are missed


The Dead of Night

plagued the land

that is when

the people ran


But one stayed behind

to fight the ones

that are most unkind


The hunter stands tall

ready to fell all

in the Dead of Night


Once and for all!