Black upside-down crosses
On every door
Are they to keep out and
Somehow endure the evil
That has come once again
Shhh keep quit it’s that child
Once again somehow able
To perceive that hidden
Motive associated with the
Greed of it all
He should not be here but
It’s here he belongs and so
Ends and begins the story
Of ones fight with reality
And those things we think
We can and can not see
Black upside-down crosses