Mystic Wind (The Reaper Grins)—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—--
Stories whisper through the wind
Zooming by, come round again
Revealing those still trapped within
Words and sounds in songs to sing
The ghastly ghoul gravitates his wing
Winking grimly towards the swarm
Medleys, beckoning beacons warn
Igniting earth itself to burn
Imploding planets anew to form
Music redefined, infinitely reborn
In souls amidst the darkened fog
Drifts the madness cloaked in smog
The passion’s hunger escalating until
The thirst for blood begins to spill…
-DACHE