The heavens,
(As I lay sleeping)
Soaking and seeping
Into everything.
The blood of the Gods,
I dreamt they would fall
Drenching those who had
Slain them.
Blood fell from
The heavens,
(As I lay sleeping)
Blaming every
�Innocent� man.
Richard
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The heavens, (As I lay sleeping) Soaking and seeping Into everything. The blood of the Gods, I dreamt they would fall Drenching those who had Slain them. Blood fell from The heavens, (As I lay sleeping) Blaming every �Innocent� man. Richard |
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