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Darkness Rains
Darkness rains
They air cold dry no movement
The smell of death it’s in the air
Moon that is full in the sky, red tinted like the color of blood.
Streets empty but a foggy mist, cold chill comes over you
A stranger coming up behind you slowly, but with a quick step
You hair stands up on ends, as the fear came’s over you
A raven it sits at the top of a street light, you heart starts to pump a little faster
Hands become sweaty as he move a bit closer, each step becoming a bit faster
Run you must but frozen is what you are, the thoughts running in your head.
Your ready to scream but lose of voice, your words never make it out
Something shinny you see in his hands, you know your time grows near
With a grab of the arm he has a hold you now, his eyes dark and cold lifeless
As if he is not real is what you wish, with his knife in his hands he peaces your skin.
In your stomach is where his knife goes, as he drops you to your knees
Your blood you see before your knees falls as he pulls the knife out
In pain you scream as he walks away .
They air cold dry no movement
The smell of death it’s in the air
Moon that is full in the sky, red tinted like the color of blood.
Streets empty but a foggy mist, cold chill comes over you
A stranger coming up behind you slowly, but with a quick step
You hair stands up on ends, as the fear came’s over you
A raven it sits at the top of a street light, you heart starts to pump a little faster
Hands become sweaty as he move a bit closer, each step becoming a bit faster
Run you must but frozen is what you are, the thoughts running in your head.
Your ready to scream but lose of voice, your words never make it out
Something shinny you see in his hands, you know your time grows near
With a grab of the arm he has a hold you now, his eyes dark and cold lifeless
As if he is not real is what you wish, with his knife in his hands he peaces your skin.
In your stomach is where his knife goes, as he drops you to your knees
Your blood you see before your knees falls as he pulls the knife out
In pain you scream as he walks away .
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