A Promise From Those With Bones
Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 1:17 pm
this is something i wrote about the early tradions of trick or treating.. when christianity began to prosper and began to merge its tradions in with the celtics and the druids... i hope you enjoy
to the west goes the light
Like we do, to its sleep
Though tonight casts a great spell
Like charm we lust to keep
All the while you rest
With spirit bread on the the step
Good fortune come quietly
When good promises are kept
dances of maggots, moans
Lumber or 2 and stitches
A white sheet to greet the ones with bones
These are dead men's wishes
For tonight is black, yes,
Blacker though than before
Tuck in tight and close hazy eyes
And have your cakes at the door
good fortune and memory
Lost in 6 foot lonely ditches
no life is great without the promises of old
To give a dead man his riches.
to the west goes the light
Like we do, to its sleep
Though tonight casts a great spell
Like charm we lust to keep
All the while you rest
With spirit bread on the the step
Good fortune come quietly
When good promises are kept
dances of maggots, moans
Lumber or 2 and stitches
A white sheet to greet the ones with bones
These are dead men's wishes
For tonight is black, yes,
Blacker though than before
Tuck in tight and close hazy eyes
And have your cakes at the door
good fortune and memory
Lost in 6 foot lonely ditches
no life is great without the promises of old
To give a dead man his riches.