greetings''and so the battle starts
where many loose there hearts
for this is the final day
when the morning star starts to play''
marky
xxx
the shadow of the wicker manover the valleys and the hills the shadow of the wicker man spills onto the groundthe shadow of the wicker man
and in the sky whatever it touches darkness now lies across the rivers and the seas the wicker man
brings the earth to its knees cold is the land and dark is the sky not one bird would dare fly
as he rises in to the sky's a bare red blazing in his eye's not one part it does not see oh how the land is afraid of he as he watches down from the night sky eternal winter has been cast on this land so far and vast burn him now and save the land &n
a suicide or an escape routeThe rivers of time run ever short And our lives seem meaningless Once again I find happiness In the sharpest of objects The blood like the bad seeping out The pain is like reliefa suicide or an escape route
Starting to feel faint And yet more blood runs red Getting darker As the amount on the floor gains Parts of my life lost in the traces of my mind
Unleashed in a second
The room now feels cold and bitter All thoughts fading everything seems so dark My mind is falling apart I can’t bear the pain anymore So much blood on the floor I can’t go on...not any
darknessdarkness falls around this land cant even see my hand so hard to tell who i am look at my watchdarkness
no time to burn have somewhere to go
but yet i dont know where right place wrong time right? i dont know anymore i dont feel like i care without you i dont understand myself but i guess thats how it is were lost souls forever fading forever disintergrating dont know where to turn and i feel my heart is going to burn
evil mindBetrayal from the darkest of minds Cold was the fingers on the blade The razors edge glistening in there wet palm Shining in the moons reflective cape A plan, a plot, a vendetta The evil that the mind creates Released in one swift movement Sliding in with great pain And suddenly slipping outevil mind
A crimson red blade Falling to the floor Crimson shards falling everywhere Emphasized by the moons pale face (The only one who knows) (The only one who watched) (The only one who won’t tell)
bathtubVentrueWhen sun goes down and darkness falls When shadows haunt these closing walls Voices answer distant calls He hides behind his throneVentrue
In memories fading, lost and old In halls once great, now empty and cold Where once grew hope, naive and bold This is no longer home
His anger aches through flesh and bone His screaming echoes, he's all alone The floor is binding his tears in the stone To keep his sorrow for ever
An empire built on others confusion A vampire defeated by his own illusion A fall of a damned as one sad conclusion He laughs
sad
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The monkeys... they encroach/ have encroached/are encroaching.
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The past is but a rough guide to ones future.
om.
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The past is but a rough guide to ones future.
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The past is but a rough guide to ones future.
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aivarin
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The past is but a rough guide to ones future.
Thanks for intoducing me to this, you rock hun!
check out the drawing i did!
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Sam xxXxx
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The past is but a rough guide to ones future.
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