Echoes in darkness

Words in place

Electrical arcs

That illuminate oblivion

Echoes in darkness

Create creeping creatures

And wriggling fiends

That fill darks spaces

Echoes in darkness

Slithering slanders

And paranoiac screams

Set reason to flight

It’s not you, it’s them…

Echoes in darkness

Turn fear to fitful rage

As pressure formed lesions

That split down the brain

It’s not you, it’s them…

Echoes in darkness

Crawl up the wall

Illuminating the mirror

Reflecting the soul

It’s them.

Echoes in darkness

Howl at the light

Scream at the picture of evil

Ready for destruction

When they finally found him, he had ripped off his own face and stuck it to a polished wall.

It stared at them blankly and whispered,

“Kill them all.”