I eat away at my dry lips
That know none other than their own...
Those who think they are of the eye...
The translucent shudder on the walls...
When the nothingness was brand new
It was all I could do to not think of you...
In the world of death
We travel the road...
The entity will rise in a dark, cold mist
to claim another victim, add to its list...
I scream in agony as I hunch forward in pain.
Soon I will no longer be me...
I lie down to sleep,
Mom draws the curtains...
Everyday and Every night
I think about the bright Twilight...
Waiting in the woods for the full moon
It is almost time now...
These are not mine; they are quotes from Prophecy...
"The traveler choosing plain or lake. To...
Shaken, Disrupted I lost my way
With eyes shrouded in illusions of endless decay...
Well I was just a guy, wondering around in life,
the regular type, always nice...