Late at night he works in secret
The barracks are breathing slowly in, out, in, out?.
Never dreaming of what's in the making
Armies of darkness, of the living dead
Nobody asks them if they want to come back
His son is far away from all that
A beautiful girl in his arm
No soldier is he, but a lover
One night, the two men come to fists over her
And the lovers flee, borne away on the swarthy back
Of the two? wheeled eagle over rough roads
She's tickled, so she tickles him
And his arms let go of the eagle's wings
The beast lunges ahead, topples forward
And the beauty is flung from eagle's back
Into the comfortless arms of an oak,
Lost to him
Strolling head long his prize in his grasp, into the barracks
He finds the secret of his father's dark invention:
Like the air we breathe to keep us alive
The magic ether will become her air
And the couple can escape to live
She awakens as if from a long sleep
Hardly knows what has hit her
His story of death does not calm her hunger
They make love in the cold heat of this night
But only he feels satisfied
Torn between hunger for his blood
And longing for his love
She tears herself up rather than harm him
The spell lifts! 'and he is safe
Meanwhile dark armies prepare rid him of her
His own father holds a gun on them
Each enlaced by painless ties
A threat is launched, the boy let's go
A moment later she is but a memory
In a trance, he matches forward
As if directly from above
And silently enters the camp
Tracing an invisible line
He finds her cage and opens it
With one click a hundred cages open at once
Hundreds of the living dead no longer commanded
They swarm the barracks looking for an out
The poor boy feels cold teeth in his arm
The sickle of death?
As his senses begin to fade
He takes his love by the hand
And fearing no longer devil or man
They face the leaping flames tranquilly
Inferno immolating their half? grown hearts
They vaporise purified

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