Born from the shadows and dark
Enslaved to his master's heart
He'll consume you whole
And swallow Your soul
His bite is worse than his bark
His howl's the sound of Your doom
Born from the blackest of wombs
When death grabbed ahold
His master just told,
"He's mine. My soul is his tomb."
You won't see the light of day
When You become this hound's prey
Best take death in stride
It's no good to hide
It won't save You if You pray
Nowhere to hide. Nowhere's safe.
Nowhere to run. So don't race.
No, holy water
Won't stop Your slaughter
It's best for You to save face.
Do Your best to die with grace
He draws near, he hastens pace
When You've been beaten
Murdered and Eaten
He won't leave a speck or trace
This hound's never known to quit
A force that You can't outwit
He smells all Your fears
And laps up Your tears
You'll be nothing but dog shit
For him no walls are too high
And no ocean is too wide
No cavern too deep
It's okay to weep
None before You have survived
You can't outrun the black hound
Eventually You'll be found
Knowing You'll be killed
By the Baskerville
It's sad that You'll be wolfed down
Sadly You've gone and done it
This misfortune, You've won it
Your death gets much worse
Eternity's curse
Still alive in his stomach
About the Creator
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Comments (6)
You were right! This tingles the spine as well. Just in time for Halloween 👻. I loved the line, "Do Your best to die with grace." So wrong and so right at the same time. Well done!!!
"You'll be dog shit" why is this the line to stay with me 😁😁😁
Hahahahahahhaah dog shit 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Loved this!
That was fantastically creepy and awesome!! Needs read in a deep voice with a piercing howl at the end. I better not dream about scary eyes in the dark coming for me, lol!!
I like these...and the first and last photos. Won't keep the curtains open tonight... .. /