Greens lawns close shorn
Low sun shining down...
In winter’s hush, in darkness deep
A shadow snatched away his light...
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The wind’s begun its whispering...
On winter’s edge where shadows creep
When the naive lay fast asleep...
The moon is a whisper
The shadows sway...
I feel like I’m cut open
It’s festering not closing...
Same pain , same shit
Diablo seems to can't catch a break...
On Halloween night
You'll get a fright...
In Palestine evil
shadows linger...
Through the bottom of the glass I saw the spires
Burning up in the fire as the beast hit the door...
In the dark night
The shadows whisper...
In the dark night
The shadows whisper...