Wrote With Twitch
Lest wright something dark
in the dead of night were fear takes flight
A collective poem of two dark minds brings to life that witch only shadows can find
It is their two dark minds shall feast on our nightmare that are unleashes as you lay in bead no covers over your head can save your the mayhem unleashed
The pains of witch you know are seeped deep with in sorrow
You can not run you can not hide we will get you its only a matter of time
in the alleys we do hide under your feet we do lie
in sewer drains we are kings with gosh and nasty things to intrigue your minds
we summon all the kids to find the things that mack us towel and try
in this land of rotting flesh that will be the end of your demise
yet your soul shale rest with in are eyes
well skin your flesh from your bones a corpus puppet we will hide in to wreck havoc on the loved once you once cherished
well rome the world in your skin a moving home for maggots to fest in
how eals do you think cereal killers disappear with out being found
pounding hammers like a foeged in your mind keeping at bay he souls that you cant find
these pieces of personality that have been secreted away
hided with out light they scream and cry thought fright
a hell so strange not even the devil can ranee
with out use being there would be no pain
you have chosen this path by eating the fruit's of wisdom that god had demand unholy
so he sent us to reclaim that is his
but we turned on hims taking it for are own
now no god can save you
this is are home
are rightfully kingdom we do own
Copyright © Erica Szabo | Year Posted 2012
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