Hellp them

Screaming shores reckoning,
childish old men jumping and dancing in the sand.
Suddenly they all stop looking to one tetric spot..
The full moon imposing, imminent, shinning upon simple
nonconforming mortals... 
Laugh with me sorcerers and witches,
join my light to destroy your demons.

They forgot those words and continue dancing
like if the spring was reborn in front their eyes,
like the fire below these feet, burning and
renewing the pretentious night.