motorcycletony222
12-04-2005, 01:39 PM
as darkness starts its nightly reign
shadows claim the livings domain
with the light go all hope
as the hangman readies his rope
the gunshots echo so near
the dead know no fear
walking alone and running scared
only the darkness seems to care
hold on to loved ones ever so tight
be ready with battle and a good fight
creeping in the mist the nightmare begins
mustnt let the undertaker win
stay alert and dont make a sound
for death is all around
never retreat carry the fight on
make it to daybreak and youll have won
shadows retreat a new day abounds
to the coffins without nearly a sound
two for the price of one
Wandering the Earth alone,
without a sound,
forever to thirst,
never to be found.
Naked I entered,
through the chaos I see,
gunshot to the head,
in a coffin I flee.
Should of made my peace,
with heaven and above,
I'm the one who's sorry,
for never finding love.
Turned away from life,
Its plain to see,
that a life of sorrow,
is befitting of me.
Should have bowwed my head,
when the shots rang out,
for my head is the intended,
a life filled with doubt.
Down through the ground,
a new master for me,
for I'm his only son,
the devils in me..
shadows claim the livings domain
with the light go all hope
as the hangman readies his rope
the gunshots echo so near
the dead know no fear
walking alone and running scared
only the darkness seems to care
hold on to loved ones ever so tight
be ready with battle and a good fight
creeping in the mist the nightmare begins
mustnt let the undertaker win
stay alert and dont make a sound
for death is all around
never retreat carry the fight on
make it to daybreak and youll have won
shadows retreat a new day abounds
to the coffins without nearly a sound
two for the price of one
Wandering the Earth alone,
without a sound,
forever to thirst,
never to be found.
Naked I entered,
through the chaos I see,
gunshot to the head,
in a coffin I flee.
Should of made my peace,
with heaven and above,
I'm the one who's sorry,
for never finding love.
Turned away from life,
Its plain to see,
that a life of sorrow,
is befitting of me.
Should have bowwed my head,
when the shots rang out,
for my head is the intended,
a life filled with doubt.
Down through the ground,
a new master for me,
for I'm his only son,
the devils in me..