the visitor

A crumbling churchyard , the sea moon ;

the waves had gouged out grave and bone ;

a man was walking late and alone...

Looking ahead he saw a shimmer,

Behind him a screech which made him shiver.

A

A SHADOW APPEARD then he saw a rusty old lambo

I don't give a dam you

A man was walking late and alone ...

the waves crashed as hard as a slamming metal -studded door