Wake of Time ~ A shadow dances Just there A slow burning fire Spills off its frame dance of death Within a flicker of hope Sparked a desire to live …to not be undone you pulled me in apart from the real world now your world… dancing in sickness watching moments of lucidity pass slipping in your trail corruption overflowing your fear showing deceived in this… ….a wake in time rippling back to me can we ever be free… for this I pray. One day at your door, death will knock will you think of me? when you look into that shadowed hood ……….Will my eyes be staring back at you Will you feel the grip of deaths mighty hands Round your throat lifting you off the floor …will he dare you to scream with a grin man of power, will you kneel, beg… Can you feel the sickness spread, …feel the light slip slowly away the one fight you cant win, I hope its me you see in the end~ |
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