Well, I even got inspired to write
Not sure if this would pass into the story competition, so I am posting it here. The quality is not really good but well... I am no writer or poet
Nerons song The cold night wind rose
It gave me the scary chill
Then my blood almost froze
And the stench made me ill
I heard them coming
Crawling on the cursed plain
I heard them humming
‘We’re coming for your brain’
I took a deep breath
Stood back on stiff feet
Then said to friend Death
‘Tonight we might meet’
I heard them coming
Crawling on the cursed plain
I heard them humming
‘We’re coming for your brain’
With long jumps and paces
I followed Friend’s barking
Wanting to forget their faces
With their deamons marking
I heard them coming
Crawling on the cursed plain
I heard them humming
‘We’re coming for your brain’
On a graveyard I came
My last stand to make
Taming the wild flame
Burning them like a steak
I heard them coming
Crawling on the cursed plain
I heard them humming
‘We’re coming for your brain’
‘For the Greater Good’
I screamed as they came near
On the top of hill I stood
Putting away all my fear
I heard them coming
Crawling on the cursed plain
I heard them humming
‘We’re coming for your brain’
I heard them crawling
Burning on the cursed plain
I heard them screaming
‘Neron's our bane!’