• Very Soon, Very Soon

    Spinning mad,
    Dancing wild under the red moon,
    Voices Wail, calling out,
    "very soon, very soon"

    Spirits ring and reek with the impending odor of death
    Round and round, in this spiral,
    Spinning mad,
    this dead body found,
    who had been spinning mad
    flittering about under bloody light

    Very soon, very soon,
    transformed morphed into the undead

    And now under red moon nights
    Swirling madly, twirling in circles surrounded by others
    With white faces and bloody teeth,
    She is now the one who wails
    "Very soon, very soon"

    For very soon...
    Will be the one to join them.