fauxcroft

Time of the Hex

A chill in my bones

I can see my breath,

Winter is coming

It’s the season of the Hex,

I place a curse on all those

Who harm and kill kids,

I place a Hex on those people

Who are complicit and rich,

Don’t doubt my passion

To see you all suffer and pay,

For I am now the hunter

And now you are the prey.