Killer In The Night Poem by Bloody Tristen

who's there...in the quietly still night
but only a killer is present at sight
a killer of love, and joy, and wants a fight
he walks and walks and see's no light

he faces the edge of the stupid sword
but he does not bring it forward

he drags it in and hold's his yell
and just like that he fell

a story of legend is always told
of the emo boy who had no hope
he lays there so quiet and still

for he is a killer in the night
the killer of love and
...a killer by fright