Deep in the shadows of the crude night,
Fellows run down just to start the fight,
Blistering sand running through the toes,
Only of the people who are game to go,
Shouts turn to screams behind these walls,
Tempted to go through but for sure ill fall,
Death becomes a massacre as heads tumble,
Beheaded in the trouble and Iâ??m ready to rumble,
Jumping hopping I bolt Iâ??m not getting court,
Ripping the punches and holding my thoughts,
One goes down finally down for the count,
The only one problem was Iâ??m the one out,
Flying fists of fury only coming my way,
I forget what I was doing what do I say,
Friends are fumbling down to the ground,
Screaming my name hoping they will be found,
One Two Three and they are all upon me,
Friends a shouting still without glee,
Smothered into the ground cant hear a sound,
I cant see or hear im dead? On a mound,
Sight blurs back as my legs find the ground,
But whatâ??s going on I cant hear a sound,
Iâ??m not moving an inch or at least what I think,
Swaying around finding the ground I do not blink,
I shout an scream get me out of this dream,
Never to wake for nothing is fake it seems,
One yells afar off this ridge into the drink,
Cant get court with this shit just let them sink,
Hands on waists head and face,
Is it to late to escape this fate,
Water surrounds me forever around me,
I cant escape for no one has ever found thee,
