when they move
through the scorching sun
to catch a prey
that cannot see them
because they make no noise
and cast no shadow
when they move
through the scorching sun
to catch a prey
that cannot see them
because they make no noise
and cast no shadow
the less you see
the more you have
the light that attracts
is the one they search for
they consume the best
leaving the rest
to rot
on sand
they leave no trace
for they are not made
to stand
they can move
through the land
they never quit
their everywhere you go
but you never see them
until
your one of theirs
their everywhere
on every street
in every home
and if they bite
they’ll make you
one of their own
woven in
to their web of sin
a string of hope
that leads
to them
picking the bones clean
what is left
are the remains
of a victim
unable to save himself
before you realise
that death is fast approaching
time seems to slow down
and all around you
turns to darkness
here you will find peace
playful and curious
loyal and fierce
when they are together
their dominion is all-encompassing
like an arrow
formation they fly
across the channel
they call each other
to encourages the slower ones
to keep pace
till the end of the race