Twas a dark day, a dark day indeed,
The day the dead doth come forth and feed,
graves upon graves and miles upon miles,
suddenly you'll be bombarded by evil grins and sinister smiles,
At dawn you might fawn,
as the dead ***** the lawn,
but your pride might subside,
it is best that you hide
Oh mark thee a fragile mind,
for my humanity has left me along with the time