Monday, 7 May 2007
01:07:54 PM (GMT)
Swift feet move nimbly accros the bones, and count the head stones. Stubbed toe
broken and bloody,gently climb accross the body. Blood seeping and laying a
trail,those who tried life and did fail.smell the bodies decay,swiftfully walk away.
turn another neck too see the face, now you can't walk without a trace. searching the
skies,look away from lifeless eyes. find your family and freinds,thuis is what
happens when life ends. you can't find your own grave, and your life they didn't
save. you walking dead, maggots swarming in your head. but you have a task and hand,
you need to find the damned. the king off kill, so hold your own will. the saltan of
sin, this fight you won't win.bloody and stiffened, your soul you defend. you body
trips you fly, now your one with the sky. a ghost in the night, searching for whats
right. like a ghost in the snow, your lifes over they don't know.