dark fantasy

lying down upon my midnight slumber thinking,dreaming of those in wonder laughing,screaming crying come those of the darkest hour looking scearching for those whom are alone frightened and weary they come by two's three's and even fours wanting htose worthless weak soals they want to suck the life out of small itty bitty children alas there mothers and fathers tell them that the beast is only a myth and that our lord will save them,lies lies all lies!your children are not safe in this world of sorrow wickedness and dispair and yet you tell them to pray? i pray for the lord take ,but sadly we are not safe in this world but all we can do is hope in the beast ont come in the midnight hour and this dark fantasy will just be a dream