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Cold twilight descends to the ground

Wrapping up its from all sides with dark threads of silver

All sounds habitual for us are dipping into absolute darkness

Leaving us alone with obscurity

Pale Moon breaking through the leaden clouds

Lights forgotten cemetery with pale light of its empty eyehole

Perverting and disfiguring the tombstones and crypts

Turning the figures of movement into infernal monsters

Sometimes rustle, wolfish howling or crack of dry branches

Reaching from the forest are slicing the silence

Shocking the head and insisting the heart

To beat in mad rhythm

Perverting grimace of face and escaping

Unhuman cry with all guts from the throat

Celebration of shadows is here

Disgusting trembling throws over from hands to the body

Pressing the respiration out from forehand

Turning sanity off and stands its to the throne

Legs became stone without power to make a motion

All organism turns into pile of shit, yes, whole

Complicated machine turns into excrements

Incapable to analyze those, what happening.

Fear kills life. Killing pain.