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Icy winds

freeze the corpses

for their eternal rest

bats hang from

the crypts

The graveyard moon

shines high in the sky

green and eerie

above the cemetery

the fog swallows

the tombstones

Owls spy

from the trees

the dead trees

souls wander

in the graveyard shift

The graveyard moon

shines high in the sky

green and eerie

above the cemetery

the fog swallows

the tombstones