My Dream

by Swallowed by Death   Apr 5, 2005


Snow falls down on a cold winter night,
In my mind a screaming fight,
You tear out my vocal chords,
That feels better; my throat was sore,
Pull me close and rip out my heart,
My mind has already fallen apart,
Crush my lungs till all of the air is out,
Breathless screams, a hollow shout,
You kick me in my brainless head,
My dream comes true; I am dead.

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