Crying Into the Night
As i cry into the night
I refuse to thing everything is alright,
Then the wind breaks down my door
Demanding more and more.
I can't take it
as my hallway is lit
I see the face of death
then my foggy breath
As he raises his scythe high above his head
My last seconds are seeing my own bloodshed
As i fade into the darkness
I know my life will end in blackness
I reappear seeing my bloody body
Blood blood Bloody Bloody
Death laughs
'You were as helpless as a baby calf'
We walk to the basement then through the wall
We walk down the bone filled halls
The silent is as dead as the bones
As far as were going we might meet Davy Jones
We come to a stop in a room full of fog
it seems to be as dense as a baby hog
Then colors appear into familiar shapes
Finally i recognize the hand sewn drapes
Everyone's talking
then one comes walking
I recognize her golden hair
This girl was always so fine and fair
'In loving memory'
She says as she holds up the symbol of holy
with tears in here eyes she sets the cross down
Then she walks away in a silky gown
Im interupted by voices
'you have many more choices'
I awake in my bed
it...It was all in my head
I thought i was dead
But again it was all in my head
I sit up and smile
Ill be here for a while
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