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by Kevin Pike Mar 12, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / dark, horror
They have always craved That scent of blood again Feeling the pressure mounted upon them There flesh is weakening And now I smell that burning fear It's what no longer exists Therefore it dwells in me And strengthens my passion The days have been numbered It's what could change us all Fear within myself Is what drives me that much further Now kill the lies As I have chocked on them once before And then let my surroundings engulf me As I reach for a higher ground