MASKED

Who will save our town?

I stand in my gown,

gazing at the masked guests,

wondering who gives the tests.

The one who runs the evil game

and brought to our town deadly fame.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES 

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THE HOUSE OF LIGHTS

Follow the lights to the house of glass,
There will be much splendor in the grass.
A more decadent event there could not be,
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

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FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

halftimeprincess: Art by Augusto Peixoto @ IrondoomDesign DEVIANTART

FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

Follow the lights to the house of glass.

There will be much splendor in the grass.

Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

A more decadent event there could not be.

Champagne will flow until the wee hours.

Come with me and dance among the flowers.

This room full of guests gives me a chill.

Maybe we should leave, I’ve had my fill.

Stares follow us in the room.

They’ll be upon us too soon.

The guests are not what they appear.

Beneath, they are just bones and hair.

THE DEAD GAME

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MEMORIES

Crystal chandelier of mine.

I love your sparkle and shine.

You bring back memories long gone

when life hadn’t been so far gone.

Remember the parties we used to host?

Fancy guests arriving from coast to coast.

Music and laughter were the rules of the day.

But now all that is left are the bills to pay.

BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

blackoutraven   Kingdom Hearts

BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

Can you feel your heart beating?

Is it beating too fast?

Do you feel trapped?

That is because you are.

You’re standing in water

in the basement of End House,

wearing your party clothes.

There is a party

but no host or guests.

The door behind you locks.

The only way is forward

through the falling cages

and circular saws,

swinging over the dark water.

Run.

Run for your life.

The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

Art by Augusto Peixoto @ IrondoomDesign DEVIANTART

FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

Follow the lights to the house of glass.

There will be much splendor in the grass,

Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

A more decadent event there could not be.

Champagne will flow until the wee hours.

Come with me and dance among the flowers.

This room full of guests gives me a chill.

Maybe we should leave, I’ve had my fill.

Stares are following us in the room.

They will be upon us all too soon.

The guests are not what they appear.

Beneath, they are just bones and hair.

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CRYSTAL CHANDELIER

CRYSTAL CHANDELIER

Crystal chandelier of mine.
I love your sparkle and shine.
You bring back memories long gone
when life hadn’t been so far gone.
Remember the parties we used to host?
Fancy guests arriving from coast to coast.
Music and laughter were the rules of the day.
But now all that is left are the bills to pay.

PARTY IN A GLASS HOUSE

Snow falls.

Music floats in the air.

Inside the glass house,

the guests dance.

Their images reflect on the

sparkling walls.

Champagne flows

and so does the blood.

The clock strikes midnight.

The dance floor empties.

We are alone.

The games have begun.

THE DEAD GAME

AN UNDERCURRENT OF EVIL

halftimeprincess:

The guests twirl and dance

between frozen statues.

Sad expressions for eternity

on their icy faces.

Wet tears flow

on frosty cheeks.

Beneath the music and gaiety

lies an undercurrent of evil.

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FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

Follow the lights to the house of glass.

There will be much splendor in the grass.

Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

A more decadent event there could not be.

Champagne will be flowing until the wee hours.

Come with me and dance with the pretty flowers.

This room full of guests gives me a chill.

Maybe we should leave I’ve had my fill.

Eyes are following us in the room.

They will be upon us all too soon.

The guests are not what they appear.

Beneath they are just bones and hair.

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THE ICE HOUSE

The dance floor is full.

The guests twirl between statues.

Sad expressions etched into faces.

Tears flow down frosty cheeks.

An undercurrent of evil lies

beneath the music and gaiety.

Time to leave the perfect guests

and the frozen smiles.

Time to escape if one can.

THE DEAD GAME 

THE PARTY

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A luxury yacht sails the ocean.

Aboard are many guests,

Dressed in jewels and ball gowns.

Champagne flows freely.

Music fills the night air.

Bodies fall into the water,

Some are swimming,

And some are not.

Blood trickles into the water,

Covered by the moon’s shadow.

Cries increase in tempo

Until silence sweeps the dark ship.