The Tigers skin

by Mike   May 7, 2008


The Tigers skin
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A dark night
I sit here and pray here tonight
My feelings and sorrows still fight
Off of this rib cage thats so tight

The moon still shining so bright
I'm feeling so murderous tonight
Let it bleed lit it up the bright
Just change my skin and let it be tonight

The cold gets to my bones
As I beat up those of whom I loan
They never do return my stone
So I tune it up yo, full blown

Teeth sharp as a thousand razors
Making weak all of katanas and sabers
Where ever might he roam restless?
Expect energy that is itching relentless

Beast to the master
Upon a leach a fender caster
Try to mess with the Mikester
Face much mishaps and disaster

Sweet is the smell of trouble bringer
When one is in the skin of the tiger
When it purrs the tiger roars
All creatures run, eagles soar

Too timid in the day
Too quiet in the night
When he changes his skin
Opens up and spreads his wings
Carries up his amour and shiny things
And the thoughts of destruction with him
All of hells bells will suddenly ring

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