JACK

A drunken rambling
The dark and empty street
By midnight moons
the howl of the coyote

He seeks the death
but it will be time for him?
Suffering awaits
By walking in the morning

But Jack is not happy
Search another bed
To kill ... Oh, NO
Blood was shed

The moon was spotted
For blood ...
Blood Cursed ...
Jack is back.

bY: Vy Malmsteen