30 October 2012
Bride & Groom,
Awakening to the sight of the moon,
Mouths sewn tight,
They wander through the night,
Never made it to the isle,
But made it to the grave toghether all the while,
Children titter all around,
Leaving Bride & Groom to be astounded,
People cant tell of theyre real or not,
Not even by the smell of rot,
For tonight is the night of frights,
& the Bride & Groom better be back to their graves before the sight of pure angelic sunlight.
Bride & Groom • Opuss № I