The Killers Eyes
A strangers hand
is a beautiful land
Set upon the mountians
High above the the sky
Insane you are
Fly on high
Search the sky
Find what's not there
and ride it high
Sail the mountian
In there you find a cave
Calling out your name
They answer there's
The killers eyes you see
Face to face in the mirror
Mimicing your every move
slating through the cracks
like a snake
Just waiting for the kill
Shivering till the blade makes contact
Silence rumbles in your vains
Guiltlessly it runs down
Till no humanity is left
but a fearfull robot
begins to walk
The same road as the rest
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