when all the world is blind?
What things lurk in unhallowed places,
and the landscapes of my mind?
as blackened bits of metal twisted
thrusting sharp into the night
the demons slip through yards deep misted
making mockery of the light
now coursing over backstreet fences
raping starlight as they go
the fell fall ‘round in awful dances
robing in their victims’ glow
the men inside their houses huddled
shiver in an ancient fear
their stumbling prayers by shadows addled
by the demons creeping near
now their song sounds tortured metal
as the earth in nightmare moans
ill-made maskers renounce their revels
forcing into frightened homes
but too late! they scatter wailing
yet they fear the dawning sun
in benthic pits with dead eyes peeling
they feed their hate ‘til nightfall comes
What things walk behind the shadows,
faces like the dead?
They are but the nightmare demons,
dancing in my head.
