Voices in the Dark
Why did you leave me here...
Laying there the man in black comes 'round,
Many souls fierce and tired he has found...
Dark sight in my heart
I fell in the devil's art...
To some they are a novelty,
To others they are a toy...
These scraping nails
Inside my chalkboard mind will...
All this anger
is clawing at my stomach...
I drop my deaf thoughts into hysteria
That misery that has lots to say...
Blessed be the dew
on this cold graveyard ground...
Cajoling you with all my might
to wake amidst the firelight...
Footsteps where they should not be.
Is this, in fact, insanity...
Waft of mist envelops me,
and heavy clouds...
My heart is pumping sharp thorns killing my heart...
As sharp as snow feels while standing on;with bare...