Hanging From The Branch

by Cantchangeme   Apr 29, 2004


Sleep
And hear the feeling
Dream
And wake up screaming
Laugh
And forget the pain
Think
And it starts again

Through all these thoughts
That make me bleed
Like a funeral march
That sews the seed

Through burning bridges
And loving death stares
I’m like the thought
That never cares

So now I lead you up to my tree
The figure of death stalking me
I look into your face into the night
There’s no stars shining bright
I light the fire as an angel sings
I watch your body as it swings

Hanging from the branch
Noose around your neck
Bleeding impurity
Are you a disease?
No you’re all you ever wanted

Pain
Your no longer feeling
Sleep
No more time for dreaming
Life
You’ve still got a chance
Death
As my angels dance

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  • 17 years ago

    by Dani Ward

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  • 17 years ago

    by Freakie_D

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  • 17 years ago

    by Freakie_D

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  • 17 years ago

    by Freakie_D

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