snatched at night


from the ABC set this and that

The day is dawning
Theres no way out
Iv lost my voice
Id struggle to shout

That night was dark
That moon was bright
I lost all emotion
I cannot fight

The corpes around me were young and old
The stench that was rising made my blood run cold

The attack was rapid
It happened so fast
As I reminisce my troubled past.

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Comments

richielee70 | November 9, 2009 - 20:09

hmmm...a troubled young man with evil undercurrent , right up my street !

angel-from-hell | November 9, 2009 - 20:18

tu shay!