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