Creeping silently under the veil of the night,
The haunted wedding bells chiming in the moonlight.
The sound of death nearing as the chimes began to fade.
The eerie wind whistling in the silence it forbade.
The wedding of the blackness was certainly one of a kind,
The many deaths after and many that follow behind.
The torture that soon followed left the tears stranded and dried.
Every drop of sadness concealed in what they cried.
Empty cobbled streets surrounded by torrents of black,
Darkness brought the death with brought something back.
Creeping silently under the veil of the night,
The haunted wedding bells chiming in the moonlight.
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