Disturbing The Peace
The Crickets tell me
As I wander through the park
The full moon is creeping
Soon it will be dark
When forces of Evil
Spread out their wings
Gather up our air
And breathe it in
Come to cause trouble
And poke at our dreams
Snatch at our hearts
Drinking blood
From it's seams
They hide in dust
Remaining so still
Willing us to trip
To take us against our will
Twisting in the shadows
No reflections in puddles
They live in confusion
Minds black in a muddle
They are the unclaimed
That walk grey lands
No heaven, no hell
No help in Angles hands
They are the dammed
Of love forsaken
Tattered dark misery
All hope was stripped and ruthlessly taken
They were the saddened and deeply depressed
On a journey of nothing
What else was there left
But to follow a path of burning hell
Down ashened stairs
Where the flames swell
So I must quicken my step
And stay out of their way
As it scares me to know
They will come for me one day.
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