Slink through the shadows escaping light
One wrong step will reveal the fight
Not a motion you wish to make
Irreversible mistake
Cause even with your bleached claws
It doesn’t mean you’re without flaws
Flesh, sinew and old bone
They are still what was hewn from stone
Effigy of a monsters spawn
From nightmare you have been drawn
Send in slithers of fears embrace
Locking the victims in place
Pointed teeth of rows and rows
The innocent have been froze
Paralysed by shadows fall
None of them did heed the call
Simon A Jackson - Writer 