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~ |
| � cls 2003 |