The Night of the Black Parade

The streets were dark,
The night was foggy.

It was the night of The Black Parade.

The skeletons will dance to life,
the dead marching band will play their tune of horror,
and the monster will spill from hiding.

The screams of terror fill the streets.
Not a soul will live after this dreadful night.
The evil laughs will fill the sky,
the flames from Hell will finally rise.

The Black Parade is a night of horror.
The Black Parade is a night of death.
The Black Parade is a night full of no mercy.

The stench and fumes will make you choke.
The evil things will hope you will croak.

No one can escape this night of horror.

No one will live from this night of horror.

So we sit and wait as the night consumes every living thing...

One

By

One.

This night is coming for you.
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Okay... I wrote this a long time ago and I finally built up the courage to post it. Be nice, please.

Oh, I have noooo idea what type of poem it is... I just wrote it.

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