Cinema Strange Nightfalls
The light goes out against the backdrop, the victim's
eyes are plucked! While animal smiles sing appraisal,
the pagans dance like bastards dance! And the nighttime
chorus laughs aloud before they start the requiem and
the shadows spread their fingers and welts are raised
beneath the dusk!
Rats in black capes dance like thieves along the path,
beneath the trees! The batcave reeks, stark and empty!
The plague is out, the beasts are bled!
White lace children are weeping, the light has waned so
miserably, while men whisper words of envy... they lack
infatuation. Thirteen knots off of hallowed ground and
death at the end of the act. The web is spun, the
spells are cast and the witches rave like lost and
broken!
Sordid secrets mark the coven... black earth and the
raven flies! Sabbatical systems shroud the catch and
cloak like funeral garb. The wind is witness like a
passing disease and the bracken stings so intimately.
Malevolent filth, fetish frenzy, razors, whips, and
fingertips...
Lanterns fade at the end of their ropes and the eyes
that glowed once shift their gaze. Dogs lie fat from
the gnawing of bones and flies bring heat to the chill
of decay. The last of the wolves fight for night but
the hours seep forth screams for dawn. Men look hard,
lick their teeth, and the curtain folds like a leather
eclipse.
