Treasure Island

Patrick Tincher


Can't you hear the thundering hooves
Can't you taste the fear
The horseman named Death rides tonight
His skeletal face shines in the moonlight
Mounted on a Nightmare
Darkness flees this duo
Moonlight plays on a scythe made of bone
Skulls clatter as the Horseman rides for you

Submitted: Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, March 15, 2011
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