When the black dog appears
On a starless full moon night
A shadow of blackness
Turn your hands to ice
Grip tightly your soul
Prepare for the judgment of man

These beings tied together as one
Upon whom was wrought great harm
They will speak with truth
What is right
What is wrong
The darkness bottomless depths
Love and purity of the light
The penance if any should be allowed

Possessing strength of the righteous these ghosts
Whose once warm hearts have turned to stone
The very ones you lay in the ground
Who have been quiet and still
Without a sound
And those earth bound spirits
With life in their veins

This shall be the court you will face
Here recount your actions and disgrace
Some will ask for mercy and pity
While others insist upon your death
But as sure as I am living and draw breath
They will condemn your soul
For  evil deeds
The  rain of blood tears
Planting of hate’s seeds

Perhaps it will be many
Or just a few years
But do not doubt it
Amid the rain of blood tears
On a starless night
The black dog will appear




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