About the design
on August 28, 2008
From the dark and drifting mist,
Shadow figures roam the night.
Through the heavy gloom they creep,
In silence and out of sight.
Hunting eyes scan and search,
Blazing hot with rising need.
The time is here and the waiting done,
Tonight is the night they feed.
Nowhere to run and no place to hide,
No door can keep them out.
Fear for your life within your walls,
Death and carnage await without.
They see you cower and smell your fear.
They hear the thunder of your heart.
Time stands still as they trap and surround,
And slowly... tear... you... apart.