by Cassandra King Jun 19, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
|
There are no words sleep and listen you can hear it it's death calling your name, wondering now he's found you, He'll take you from this place, are you dead, do you feel lost have thoughts of death spoke to you, did you speak of him don't tell him secrets he'll make you do it, he'll make you his friend but this story goes different there is no end hail ! hail! the lizard king speaks Moan Graon blood curdled scream an ancient theme he'll tell you how to die have faith he doesn't lie he'll set you free and teach you how to fly like ravens wings he spreads and sorrs high up in the sky. |