Lone the wolf October calls
the marsh's wisps and fog
howls and hunger in castle halls
not man, not wolf, nor dog
Those hairs on back of neck
I'm sure you know the ones
electric and standing tall
blood that drips, and runs
Supernatural the common theme
you'll see me, way to late
rising from the shadows, scream
the devil, consummate
Heed the warnings ancient
know beyond all doubt
death both gruesome, violent
just what were-about
Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 5:54 PM UTC
Lone the wolf October calls
the marsh's wisps and fog
howls and hunger in castle halls
not man, not wolf, nor dog
Those hairs on back of neck
I'm sure you know the ones
electric and standing tall
blood that drips, and runs
Supernatural the common theme
you'll see me, way to late
rising from the shadows, scream
the devil, consummate
Heed the warnings ancient
know beyond all doubt
death both gruesome, violent
just what were-about
Hehehe Happy Halloweening folks ;D
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