Boots beat battered boards
Screams and cries hollowed
by the fowl smells of death's shadow.

Boots beat battered boards
hords of souls rise from the roots of trees with no eyes yet they see...through the windows of our minds covered by blackened drawn blinds.

Boots beat battered boards
chants of an ancient tribes vibrate through the spine giving site to the hords of souls inside the inner mind.

Boots beat battered boards
they come for you in seek of help
as the have lost their way
fearful you command they cannot enter......they cannot stay.

Boots beat battered boards in hords please see beyond the shadow of light go away from this endless walk in darkness of night

Speak stern compassion that it is the light they must fashion. For in the dark eternity will bark.........
Boots beat battered boards.


© George Jodan