Adverse Effects Of A Scythe On Me

by Anthony Newsome   Aug 16, 2006


It's been after me far too long,
A present threat, a perfect joy,
Stay, with me just incase this selfish child,
Trys to drag me down,

My fears trap me inside, waiting for dreams,
My head is spinning, so many things I'll never see,
My heart is racing, so many loose ends I'll never tie,

Scream to me, call out my name.
You'll never see me again,
I'll never be me again,
Please forgive me I've forgiven you,
And repented with my own end,

My fears trap me inside, waiting for dreams,
My head is spinning, so many things I'll never see,
My heart is racing, so many loose ends I'll never tie,

These are the effects of a Scythe on me,
These adverse effects controling me,
My heart has died, but I'm more alive than I've ever been,
These are the effects of a Scythe on me,
But I'm more alive than I've ever been.
I'm more alive, right before I end.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Phantasmagoria

    This would make a great song. Good job.