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The London Dead End
Tis a hollowed place This maze of hidden alleyways Which in blackness bonds To these rat infested cobble streets Where the gas lit lamps betwixt the corners stand With the lone Bobbies, statues upon their beat London, a smoldering city of ashes Falls, tranquil within the first of lunar light But, looming darkness transforms Becomes the she, of accomplice As we, the brutes are once again Reanimating in the midst of twilight Kings on our own With daggers and a flask of scotches Domains amid the sacred ruin And greed with gain We are home among our friends And in the dank corner pitch kingdom, we anticipate From a realm dubbed “The Dead End” Lush stumblers, streetwalkers or the naïve To enter here, our law says you must pay the toll Or pay the piper before you leave Then, spirits bestow a courage As my bony fingers raise with the blade Unresistant to the temptation of foot fall innocence That soon comes unto this way Tis a lonely hollowed place This maze… Of streets and alleyways…
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