Halloween night
Before hunted hour, in hunted town.
Now on this hunted nught.
„What are you doing here?"
is asking gently wind.
Young girl, barely seventeen,
in costume with faked wings.
Holy above her scary face.
White robe messing in the wind.
Small feets making sound on empty street.
„Why are you here? There is nothing good to meet!"
Gently wind is whispering silent warning.
„Just go away, don´t stay here until morning."
She dont hear, she dont see.
On her mind is only word „we".
„Where are you? Im waiting."
Silent words are way true her lips making.
She stand there, innoncent angel,
in middle of steert full of danger.
„That is no place for you little angel."
It seem like the sreets are anger.
But what is that? Who is there?
Dark silouete apear from nowhere.
She see it and smile is on her face,
her feets start move with angelic grace.
She dont see those devilish horns.
She dont know in what he have turn.
Darkness in his heart and smirk on his lips.
Nobody will her lover in him tips.
When she is in his arm,
and start to feel that warm.
Warm of driping blood.
What from her heart flood.
Look on her and with sad voice say:
„Sorry little angel, but there is no way.
But not in everything I have lie.
And because of our feelings we mus die."
With tears in his eyes,
he takes away his discuise.
Demon stand before her
and theyr lives have disapear.
That is what happened in the hunted time.
This is only way to it remind.
On Halloween you can hear they voice.
Together in pain they have no choise.