This nightmare is no longer fake

by DarkCrystalbtrfy   Aug 22, 2008


Alone I dig through ash and graves
Along I devil deeper into my mistakes
Colder my hands are seeping with disgrace
Softer now I hear the devil calling my name
Bearing down with his evil grin
So wide I sink deep withen
Loudly the bell tolls and jolts me awake
But lately this nightmare is no longer fake

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