Trembling beneath a lamppost
I stare at the road below
Murky eyes have images lost
Can only see past in my shadow
Vision is blurred,
But my mind can see
The blood I spattered
Still reeks on me
Ruthlessly slaughtered,
Faces come alive
My mind is cluttered
And heart pounds wild
I breathe in fret
I perceive the dead
The unsparing night restlessly leers
And avenging ghouls smell me by my fears
