Dem Bones

His creations were nearly complete
He smiled as he continued singing
"The knee bone connects to the thigh bone"
Those voices in his crazed head kept ringing

The basement was damp and dark
Rusted and blood stained instruments hung on the wall
"The leg bones connected to the knee bone"
Soon it would be time for the curtain call

A single tungsten light hung from the ceiling
Above his table of death
"The ankle bone connects to the leg bone"
He stands back and takes a deep breath

The army of freshly scraped bones hang behind him
The decaying flesh on the concrete floor
"The foot bones connected to the ankle bone"
Just one more and it's time to open the doors

Their terrified eyeballs sewn in to their sockets
Jaws wired to a menacing grin
"The toe bones connected to the foot bones"
Cloaks fashioned from patchwork human skin

His final crestion is ready
He hangs her with the rest
"Now shake dem bones, now shake dem bones"
They are by far to date his best

They come to life at his command
An army ready to go to war
"Shake dem bones, shake dem bones"
It's Halloween time to open them doors.