Undead Night
Late setting sun Red skies Then warm Dark night Cool breezes Your kiss With a hint Of blood And wine … Continue reading Undead Night
Late setting sun Red skies Then warm Dark night Cool breezes Your kiss With a hint Of blood And wine … Continue reading Undead Night
I seek you out I attack Then sing the song of my people Loud With gusto And wake the dead … Continue reading I Seek You Out
Our children go off into the world, We’ve given them the tools, They know about good, And evil, They know that … Continue reading It turns us numb
I let you sleep As I steal away Into the morning light Wake up to all Cats and … Continue reading My hands still keep the memory…
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