Sunset over DEADville

Welcome to the Shadow valley,

where people don't communicate verbally.

All you can hear besides the birds,

are moans and gasps but no words.

In the gloomy woods near by,

the emptiness will caught your eye.

No squirrels, no deers nor the creepy crows,

woods are empty through the time still flows.

The borderline made from a black river,

separates this gloomy place from another,

that would make you shiver.

I'm talking about the town called the Deadville,

with the streets so dark that you feel the thrill.

Where people are glaring with hollow eyes,

walking around with stitched lips

so they can't tell all those lies.

A town filled with sorrows, fears and shattered dreams.

Place where no one can hear your cries or screams.

You will always find me there,

another ghost going nowhere.

I'm forever here,

spinning in circles without a sense.

A shadow of a man,

who loves the way that the death dance.