No Place For Me

In the dark the Vaults may be,
but when you visit, the lights you may see.
Be not of torch or candle light,
they be Spirits of darkness, in the night.

Whilst in the Stone Circle, expect to be,
scratched and pushed, for the Devil he be.
Whilst watching us all and jangling his keys,
The Watcher sees all, not just you and me.

If footsteps and voices are what you hear,
It is not insanity, prepare for fear.
So with these last words I say to thee,
In the dark Vaults, is no place for me.

Written By Stephen.
27th November 2010.

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