The Grey Kingdom 1.5

A starless evening, hardly breathing gargled screams Are the galls that plea f’r-im, he is called to their need from afar and hears them Car alarms reveal the source, beeping in jarring sequence While the darkness keeper’s speeding charge strengthens, a soaring phoenix “Where are these people?” Hearts beating but scars bleeding Parts leaking, palms steer t’em arms reaching their guard’s nearing What a harsh scene when he sees it teems with the harmed and beaten Darting heathens fleeing speed up the street without sorry feelings Their real art is stealing but those snarling demons are just cretins ‘cause a large portion of the green sheets they just robbed are leaking ‘s they depart retreating leaving carc’sses wreaking partners weeping Those sorr’less freakish monster-like creatures must want policing From the farthest thing from, pouncing feet are the paws that fling him Onto these men, following leaved dollars that fall un-theivened Their horr’ble reason and awf’ller evil will cost them freedom As a dawning secret taunts at their heels, by their collars squeezing “Garbage.” He then opts for their teeth s’e(e) can knock their teeth in The unconscious creeps then drop to their knees as they’ve gotten weakened The source sees them and gawks peeping As he draws keenly a longer piece of his shawl to string them