Midnight Rock - Poem by Rik Bertrand
Capture the rook, and face the moon,
Scream out your music like a crazy loon,
Take your instrument, and feel the shock,
As we start this session of midnight Rock
A ginger Black night with souls from hell,
Bow down to the rhythm of Angels bells.
Fiddle, Drum, guitar, and violin so light,
Brings the Rock to this full moon night.
Scream it out, play it hard, desire midnight Rock
Feel the passion and do the midnight spirit walk.
Don't fight what we all know is right,
Rock it in the Moonlit night.
Midnight Rock, Midnight Rock, Rock it hard
Raise your voice and scream with no regard.
Midnight Rock, Midnight Rock, Rocket to the moon,
I am completely in sync with all the sounds, totally in tune.
REB (MARCH 2012) rocking the night away, howling at the moon.
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