Run Away
Run away and never look back-
On your trail, the blood-stained track-
Every heart you greedily took-
Has been marked on your death-day book-
Not one is left without your mark-
Now for you shall, the hellhounds bark-
So run away, distance is key-
Get away for hell, surely will be-
Knocking at your soul’s stiff door-
To put you up on the slaves made store-
Now you know you can’t run away-
Until you make the hellhounds play-
With your soul, forever and ever-
And the Devil with thee together-
Copyright © Jordan Dickinson | Year Posted 2012
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