Hallowed Grounds...

On hallowed grounds,
the moon shall dance
the world will turn anew
the trees shall die
and grass grow tall
and all shall follow soon

On hallowed grounds,
the wolves shall howl
as the moon does rise
their eyes will burn
and teeth turn sharp
and all around them dies

On hallowed grounds,
the blood shall drop
the corpses will turn to ash
the winds shall blow
and fire will burn
and all shall lose their past

On hallowed ground,
the red shall drench the earth
the hunters will eat their keep
the scent of blood shall fill the air
and heads will fall to feast
and death begins to seep

On hallowed grounds,
the mist shall grow
the creatures will turn and run
the death still holds
and tears are shed
and soon there will be sun

On hallowed grounds,
the sun shall shine
the world will return again
the flowers shall bloom
and trees will grow
and all shall start to mend