Sedated and bated

Hovering on the verge of night

Heeding the whisper

That ravishes with delightful fright

Encircled by darkness

Deafening any sense of doubt

Heavy and palpable

As the drape that shuts the deathbed out

In the thick of night

The sleep of reason instills the passion

To act on what's unright

Metamorfosis

Throats bared

Eyes wide shut

Bloodied teeth

Bottoms up

Elated and bruised up

Falling into the shadow light

Where demons are waiting

To turn the rapture into blight

Exhumed from the darkness

Explorers of an ageless route

Confining perceptions

As the drapes that shuts the daylight out

The pyre is set alight

The dance of shadows produces monsters

Coming into sight

Usurpers of the mind