The Bows Of Night

[thednecromancer]

The Bows of Night
Written By David A. Akin

The darkness falls upon these woods,
The Devil’s work unknown,
To those good few citizens,
Who God has called his own,

He works among the night,
In the dampening dark,
He poisons those good citizens,
And rips their souls apart,

Their hearts now gone,
The seeds been sewn,
The darkness never leaves,
God now mourns his loss to the Devil’s ghastly deeds,

In the dark and hell born night,
His followers they do breathe,
But their souls have turned stone cold,
For witchcraft possesses thee,

We now all live in fear,
Of what the Devil does,
Practitioners of witchcraft,
Their heads are justly hung…...