Devils Keeper

Tying the knot a little tighter
she watches the shadows flee
crossing the line between living and dead
they all begin to plea
begging a begger for life after this place
they all disapear without a sound or trace
a stunningly beautiful self-contained murder
they wander on past the gates, just a bit further
hand stitched mouths hold back the screams of love and lust
forgivness in such a place is more than just
more skin and bone bodies lie in heaps
with cloth shoved in their skullish mouths to stiffle the shrieks
she tosses the rope over and into the night
shadows are hung one by one with a scream or fight
they file among the other undead awaiting the makers choice
for only those who bow to the begger will ever have a voice
quickly! they begger a maker so perfect
made of horror and shame
for once you have entered this hellish womb,
you've only yourself to blame