All of us in the human race
Compete at an ungodly pace...
My heart is pumping sharp thorns killing my heart...
As sharp as snow feels while standing on;with bare...
He Swings His Sword
Aiming his blow...
Collaboration By Powerless Angel and Andrea Sunny
Shadow dirt prepare for night...
Your breath reeks of the mouth of the devil.
when open, the air around you is filled with a...
Lonely, lost, misunderstood,
Every day it is the same...
As the blade of the razor sharp knife cuts slowely...
A beaten dog
with its throat cut...
Predators stalk and slaughter their prey,
When the sun's sleeping and in the light of day...
These scars dont lie
They don't tell a myth...
I wonder will they ever look back
will they stop and think...
Beyond the dark, where shadows fall
an ancient bell strikes three...