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Darkness, the blackness a full moon is bright

Shining the lightning of those that will die

Creeping,  the fogging obscures all your sight

Freezing, the feeling an all seeing eye

Watching the breathing, his vision turned red

Stalking the hunting, a need to be met

Chasing the catching, he is the best

Running or screaming, he shall not rest

Nothing can save you now, end of your time is here

Death is closing in fast, the reaper has appeared

They were slaughtered like pigs in the night

Slaughtered like pigs in the night

Knifing, the eating of hot warm flesh

Stabbing, the rushing, his thirst is whet

Raping, the eating of bodies now dead

Hacking, the bagging of a severed head