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Wake Up and Smell The Corpses

Wake up and Smell The Corpses

written by: Freya Pickard

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the dark moon hangs above us
in a starless sky
like an empty universe
or a watchful eye

wake up and smell the corpses
the Wild Hunt’s riding by
we’re coming back
we’re coming back
we’re coming back tonight!

we’re;
hollow like a demon
who’s forgotten how to curse
impotent like a vampire
who no longer thirsts
desolate like a werewolf
who’s lost his wilder side
devoid like The Ripper
without his sharpened knives

wake up and smell the corpses
it’s your turn now to die
we’re coming back
we’re coming back
we’re coming back tonight!

our powers stripped and stolen
we yearn for their return
we listen for the Samhain rites
the songs that bring us home
wait for the apocalypse
our imminent rebirth
we need a bloody sacrifice
to once more walk the earth

wake up and smell the corpses
the Wild Hunt’s riding by
wake up and smell the corpses
it’s your time now to die
we’re coming back
we’re coming back
we’re coming back tonight!

Freya Pickard

Freya Pickard

Freya Pickard is the Author of The Kaerling series, an epic fantasy set in the strange and wonderful world of Nirunen. She writes mainly fantasy tales, with some poetry thrown in, whilst juggling with running a Bed & Breakfast and trying to read as many books as she can. She has published 13 e-books and 6 paperbacks so far and has plans to publish many more. Having survived cancer, Freya is not afraid to explore the darkness and finds her inspiration in the ocean, beautifully written books and vinyl music. When she has time, she likes to bake bread and paint with watercolours!
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