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Heart beats to the pulse of the dead
Or like the calming storm instead
 
Where’s the thunder from
In bleak skies of grey?
 
The blood falls like a rain of tears
Feeding life to obscuring fears
 
I see fire flash
In your lantern eyes
 
And I sacrifice myself
To you and no one else
Our epilogue today
Seems so far away
 
In the grey of graves
 
You scare the ghost right out of me
Something I thought I’d never see
We rise to fight our way through the rust
Cause we’ve become the last of us
 
A little touch of madness seems
To grace façades of haunted dreams
 
Where’s the howling from
In dread rays of grey?
 
We shine brighter within the doom
So scrawl with me inside the tomb
 
I can touch your skin
On All Hallows Eve
 
And you sacrifice yourself
To me and no one else
Our epilogue today
Seems so far away
 
In the grey of graves
 
You scare the ghost right out of me
Something I thought I’d never see
We rise to fight our way through the rust
Cause we’ve become the last of us
 
You tear my heart out
To witness stillness
Beating just for you
 
Neither heavenly
Or the hellish night
Can keep us apart
 
And I sacrifice myself
To you and no one else
Our epilogue today
Seems so far away
 
In the grey of graves
 
You scare the ghost right out of me
Something I thought I’d never see
We rise to fight our way through the rust
Cause we’ve become the last of us
 
 
(c) 2016 Frank Green
 
 
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