A broken crucifix left on the lonely plains,
The scarecrow missing, ravens roam free.
A secret pact between the crows and pumpkin cain,
Freed by the dark demons spawned from he.
Slave to dark thoughts no longer, he reclaims the throne,
The kingdom of jackolanterns once more his own.
Bleeding red roses falling upon the dark king,
The path is littered with fallen flowers.
Misty despair glimmering upon the housing,
The sins forever haunt the day’s hour.
The ropes that bound him for so long, kept him safe.
So at long last, he must survive to keep sane.
Josh 