HOUNDS OF THE NIGHT


A night so full of fear
Colours very strange to me
Am I really here?
Echoes reassuring me

Bewitching lights are chasing me
Suddenly he turns on me
A paranoid delight
The hounds of the night

Only victim of my plight
Sharp face, drawn and white
Demented, staring straight at me
An onslaught to my memory

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