Old Dirt Road Fiendfolio | |||||||
Twenty-two Within my chest there sleeps a Beast, Cold and hungry, He seeks release Unto this earth, Destruction he brings, Darkness and hate to all living things Jealousy, hatred, a sad twist of fate I try to fight but it's too late Consumed by hate but ruled by fear I never knew death would seem so dear Twenty-two years near the end I can finally see how it begins Death unto me with no rebirth, Never again to return to this earth Battered and bruised, I lay down this night Giving up on this sick, sad fight Copyright Hayden Conner 2007 |