Black Cherry Moon.

Crimson juice froths from a black cherry moon.
All is descending, shaded in maroon...
A city laced with blood, the bone cut to marrow.
Descend the black sparrow to swallow it all.

The eclipse of the sun.
Death, crucial and vibrant, devours the sky.
She melts her anger in a nova of locust...
And the clouds exhale darkness down below.

Listen as the swarm comes to devour...
Skittering, scuttering, over you, around you.
Digging deep, tearing, ripping.
Hungering for a tasty morsel of your soul.
Feeding.

You watch through slits of painful blackness,
As the sun disappears before your eyes.
Something darker,
Powerful.
Infiltrating this very atmosphere.

Crimson rains fire from black cherry moon.
All is quiet, engraved in maroon.
An earth laced in blood, bones cut to the marrow...

Descend the black sparrow to swallow it all.