Beyond the Midnight Hour

In search of a treasure, oddities lumber through the boulevard

Then onto the avenues

Vanishing into shadowy alleys

Luminous beacons summon vessels of transport

For all who remain must continue to search

The warm will be taken, tonight, zombies will feed

Spoils become scarce as nightfall creeps to daybreak

Beyond the devil’s hour, cemented a fortune

Scour the streets, you won’t find what you seek

Since the only things open are legs.

 

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