The Bell
Strikes Twelve
By Lord
R.e. Taylor
The bell
rings twelve times
And the
torches fade to darkness
Spirits of
the slain and tortured
They rise
from their unmarked graves
Howling with
pain and grief
Looking for
the few who harmed them
They punish
anyone they find
Finding
the revenge, they seek
Not with desired
deaths
Preferring
to use pain instead
They return
to their graves until another time
All before
the bell strikes twelve