The toll of the silent bell
rang across the land as there
walked the undead ~ paying
the high cost to their master.
Dark and fragmented parts
clawed their way from captivity,
leaving the evidence of Lucifer's
segmented peace, with activity.
In their ghoulish ~ decomposition
rotting limbs lay the trail of the dead,
scatterering a path of his carnage
and of those who were sadly misled.
One night a year brings the hauntings
as, the Children of Satan respond
and the call of The Darkest of Masters
is answered from death ~ and beyond.
(c) ZYDHA HART 2008