Hollow, hallow, dark and shallow,
Rig the heart and charge the gallows,
Passing, laughing, ever graphing,
Weepers needed for the staffing.
Cold, ice, frost, sleet, hail, snow,
With glass for eyes, away we go,
Recite the mantra of the soul,
So we may pass the veil whole.
There's death awaiting, death await,
He's hell for eyes and flame sedate,
The crossroad of our blaze repent,
Expels the hollow, last lament.
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Skeletal fingers brush my spine, Words tell me those bones are mine, Breath wraps round my shallow heart, Caressing me in stony art.
I feel it now. Now more than ever. I see the clouds. All stormy weather. The sun was out. But it's not here. I see the darkness. I feel the fear. Why can't this be. Another dream. A nightmare ride.
I keep thinking The world is going to end I keep dreaming And that scares me too. The world doesn't end in 2012 My world ends when I do.
In my coffin of darkness I placed. A castle where the rich lay to rest. The fear that comes from a school test. Fangs as deadly as a sharpened knife. The pain that comes from a slaveβs strife.
Darkness is a funny thing. It hides in the light, just a blink behind.
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