Monday, August 27, 2007

Flute Of Death

O I hear it...... and the sweat rolls down my back.
O I hear it...... and my heart is on the rack.
O I hear it...... a mesmerizing chill expands.
O I hear it...... I see the Devil's Shadow dance.

God help me.. My tortured soul
God help me.. My sadness old.
God save me!! It scratches my vision.
My bloody eyes!! Unholy intuition.

Sweet flow like sugar fields,
Basking in a cold Sun, wind-less world.
It's dark except for the flute,
Beyond the edge, pulling my soul.

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