#bachelorsgrove
Seething through the broken night
Hush is the moment that is brought to light
The whispers heard by crying sound
as footprints cross this solemn ground
Gates passed through to Bachelor's Grove
Eyes of cold and constant flows
She haunts your thoughts and with every step
Shivering spine with goose bumps left
The ghostly figures at night time, they stray
Orbs on film, we can't look away
Looking right through these fields made of stone
Aged with time and a hard weathered tone
Shoulders tapped with these haunted thoughts
The air was empty, our mind gets caught
We turned around with no one there
Hallow's Eve is the moment and is something to scare
Visions of past and the Chicago's dead
Rise on up through this blackened thread
Screams of terror and morbid sins
Stopped in tracks, they are all gone again
We reached the gate of rusted old steel
Fallen back down on deadly keel
Out of the depths of the spirit's trove
Passed through the gates of Bachelor's Grove
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC