tattered curtains
wispy breezes of the fires
of eternity...leap high
in midnight sky
from broken castles
of olden time
and gargoyles creep
round in shadow deep
ready to pounce
on headless horses
ride the wind
ghost rides night
black knights horror
clanging tower bells
hunched old men
dressed in burlap
leather thongs
black X on the cape
dark riders weep
See what you can do with that..