NO WHERE TO RUN TO
Feel the darkness pulling my soul,
the wretched thing as black as coal.
I hear your song in my head,
my heart feels like it's full of lead.
Virgin eyes and dirty looks,
i've heard that cupid is a crook.
Fall to the ground on bloody knees,
can anybody hear my pleas?
Satan calls me to his side,
I cant deny him, nowhere to hide.
I cannot turn round I cannot run,
let the master have his fun.
William Styir II
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FALLEN
I look up and I see the eyes,
of the man who brought my demise.
I look down and I see my blood,
running rivers through the mud.
I feel no pain only fear,
knowing that the end is near.
I feel his sword in my chest,
as I drift toward eternal rest.
My breath coming now in ragged gasps,
wondering which will be my last.
The day goes dark I cannot see,
is this how death is supposed to be?
William Styir II |
