Pale Blood Sky

Colossal footsteps upon the ground
May this night finally end
Hide in brick and hear the sounds of their wreaking breath
Sinking fast in this pit of despair, their claws scratching at my door
Get out, get out, this can’t be real
I only want to ignore
Pray to gods that hate the living, tell the children good night
The dark ones come when they get hungry
Spread your wings and feel the bite
The fog sets in, creeps under my skin
The night turns cold
The blood begins