Hear the spirits whisper.
Feel them closing in.
Be aware of the coming
crowd. Seek out the creature
from the black abyss. Feel the
rising fear in the hearts of the weak.
Embrace the coolness of the air.
Be alert to the coming night.
Don't fight it. You can't fight it.
The creeping darkness
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I would like to translate this poem
Creeping death is one of my fav. Metallica songs! ! But I love ur creep'n darkness Rae! It has the same vibe. Peace, Hippy Sav