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Night Eyes
Tis the night
Tis the night
Of all fear
Were the ice is heaven
And the oven is hell
Tis the night
In which I fear beyond any other
I see that man with
Eyes as dark
as the pitch black night
Theeth as white
As pearls
Skin as if
It were made of marble
He stands as if I were his prey
Night Eyes
He whispers
Don’t fear for soon
I will always be here
With you
Oh how I feared that man
or what I remebered as fear
the human emotion
But,
I lost my innoncence
and my own right to go to heaven
I died
and was reborn
And I was the spitting image of him
Eyes,
Night Eyes
That shattered one to many
mans trust
To decive
To kill
To feed
of of lives
that used to be like mine
Though,
these night eyes
have changed me
I don't care anymore
who I
hurt
kill
murder
I am supernatural
And no one can stop me
for I am not gods creation
 R e a n C a r n a · Sun May 18, 2008 @ 10:09pm · 2 Comments |
