Night on Bald Mountain


Lightning stabs, blades sharp and white;
summer leaves flash winter pale.
The Day is dead; his killer Night
thunders song as demons flail.
"The music soars! Unholy height!"
phantasmal creatures screech and wail.
"We hear no Spirit, see no Light!"
The mountain tells a ghastly tale.

[1995?]




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