Saturday, March 24, 2007

Like a blade in the dark
The gleam from the sheath
You here it slide forth
The Blow shatters your teeth

And in the nights Home
Where goodness resides
And wher eyou to listen
To whom he confides


Your mind it would shatter
Your world it would break
Things become hazy
Your hands begin to shake

So walk down the hallway
Deliver your plee
If your afraid
Run from me

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