after all the evil
they’ve done
they celebrate
drinking our blood
and intoxicated on it
they howl in wicked glee
they pick up our bones
and rattle them
making such a din
the rest of us
who are alive
go mad
with the noise
and they chase us
all over the world
and we run in fear
as death lurks near
and they grab us
eating us greedily
while we die like lambs
until every last
one of us is gone
from this Earth
and then they laugh
till the skies shatter
and in this cacophony
again the demons dance.