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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.