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Midnight Nightmare
Silent Night Prayers
Halt Deaths' Temptation
Holy Night slayers
Run in desperation
Low voices Sing
Beyond the figures of the night sky
Lending a wing
To the lives that cry
Sleeping Scared
Dreams of Haunted Lust
Imagination never cared
But in this is more trust
Death's Doors ajar
Shadows spread across the floor
You'll Learn never go too far
When Demise is the whore
So run from the Slayers
And Protect your life
Hide with the prayers
And you'll find your knife...
Hopelessness hacks you open
Your moans are from Shame
You'll feel no other emotion
In this side of your game
Before the Sun will Rise
You'll befall what you hated
You'll Form Pain by Breaching Ties
This Nightmare was fated
You'll Awake
Thinking it was a vision of a Lie
All I Oblige to is, No, Not a Fake
Remember all I said, for now we part, Goodbye
 Weasel is Insane · Mon Aug 04, 2008 @ 09:55pm · 2 Comments |
