'Abomination's On Hallowed Damnation's' Poem by Delbert Hilling

Awoke upon this Earth and entangled their magic with darker mirth.
Demon's, shape shifter's, vermin of all style, zombies, reptilian monsters, and this endless parade went on and on.
For what seemed like endless innumerable miles!

They marched onward under a blood red moon that looked upon
them like one wicked demonic eye that would consume.
They marched to an old abandoned city where their festival
once a year would be enjoyed with great intensity!

I peered safely from a mountain top with these high powered
night scope goggles. I had hoped this was the safest distance from this dark circus. That I would never wish to be within that debacle.

They danced they sung into the night. Howling and shrieking and telling tales of fright. Doing the weirdest magic. And even eating captured human slaves! ! ! That part I had turned away from unable to look their way.

I begin to wonder why this party continued onward so long? ? ! ! !
Was the sun ever going to rise and end their wicked dance and song? Suddenly I felt a pointed ghostly claw tap me on my back. I spun around and it was a specter. Who said 'This is the other side the sun shall never rise...your dead...'