Bone Children, a touch macabre Options

[racoons > you]

trees scream elegies
of souls lost to banality
fatalities
as bone children haunt the blood pools
willows whip their weeping limbs at passersby
and bone children haunt the blood pools
twisted boughs menace the innocent
while demonic howls chase life from the hopeless
conjour an empty path
past where the bone children haunt teh blood pools
a ripple 'cross the blood pool
a heart beat from the blood pool
life pulses from the blood pool
but bone children hunt the blood pool
dragged back into the blood pool
brittle bones snap
or is it a twig?
from the screaming trees
nothing could grow here
near the blood pools
a sickly light casts no shadows
over the macabre
a palor from a dream
not a dream
all thats left
are the bone children by the blood pools