Ring Around The Dread

Ring around the dread…

Ashes in the air…

Spin, spin, fall down…

No one gets out here…

Ring around the shadows, they creep, they crawl,

Tiny feet on hollow floors down the hall.

Jack-in-the-box laughs with a crooked grin,

Crank the handle… the nightmare spins.

Seesaw cracks, swings twist slow,

Round and round, nowhere to go.

Eyes in the dark—blink once, then gone,

The playground plays from dusk to dawn.

Ring around the dread,

Ashes in the air,

Spin, spin, fall down,

No one gets out here.

Ring around the dread,

Hear the shadows hiss,

Circle closes tight,

Welcome to abyss.

Marionette strings, tangled tight,

Puppets twitching, something’s not right.

Slides spiral down, tunnels bend,

Every corner shifts—there’s no end.

Laughter like glass breaking in the night,

Sweet at first, then it bites, not right.

Step by step, it draws you near,

A lullaby stitched from fear.

Ring around the dread,

Ashes in the air,

Spin, spin, fall down,

No one gets out here.

Ring around the dread,

Hear the shadows hiss,

Circle closes tight,

Welcome to abyss.

Hands like branches pull your sleeve,

The rhyme won’t stop… won’t let you leave.

Clock strikes twelve, the floorboards heave,

Round and round the dread deceives.

Ring… ring… ring around the dread…

Ashes spin… bodies drop…

Fall… down…

No one gets out…