There Was a Chill

Is was supposed to be the last kill
Then they’d stop forcing him against his will
But tonight there was a certain chill

And you could feel it in the air
And you could see his ghostly stare
And there he stood, over there

He was part of a certain crowd
And they called themselves The Shroud
But you were not to speak the name aloud

The Shroud could take over minds
They were hypnotizers of all kinds
But their victims ignored the signs

And he was their latest kill
He was being forced against his will
But tonight, there was a chill…