The Dark Ends Of death Options

[Dark's Angel]

Darkness spawns on the misty graves,
Ghoulish figures slowly rise,
The haunted moon beckons them slowly,
Calling them for their feast,

The screams of humans as they run
Echo throughout the blackest night,
Sending chills down many spines,
A bone chilling howl of rapture is heard.

The terrified shiver in fear,
Calling out to a savior,
Receiving a gruesome death,
The ghouls groan with satisfaction.