marți, 4 august 2009

Beware of the night

left for dead ,
with a bullet in my head ,
as the prophet said :
my wounds never bled .

death and devil give me choises ,
come back to life and hear theyr voices ,
death will name me just to kill ,
devil wants me to do his will .

i hide in the shadow of the night ,
i know your tghouts and every fright ,
end your life with hard cold steel ,
one clean cut and blood will spill .

now i live but all alone ,
my breath is cold , my heart is stone ,
crows follow through the sky ,
if we meet you'll surely die .

can't see far and far is love ,
further than the skyes above ,
when we'll meet i cannot tell ,
but not in heaven , not in hell .