locked behind the one in red a darkness await the one I've said .he is near enough to arise the dead .dressed in black and red .with toungues of forgotten dread .
I see the shadow arise the one with sword .fallen to knees fighting onward.
with word .
and so I seek the gem it ly .atop the haunted hill in sky .
for there the words fall to nigh .leaving bloodless lip with sword and fist .locked in red .for those who've bled .for the kingdom of those I've said .dressed to arise the dead in black and red .
© David Alan Salsman