Limbs creaking,
screaming, begging
for mercy
The ground comes
closer as the shrieking
grows, grows, grows
the murderer wipes
the sweat off of his
face and goes
on
(the victims
stand in line)
He is the executioner
condemning us all
to Death
He, and his
axe
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 3:32 AM UTC
Limbs creaking,
screaming, begging
for mercy
The ground comes
closer as the shrieking
grows, grows, grows
the murderer wipes
the sweat off of his
face and goes
on
(the victims
stand in line)
He is the executioner
condemning us all
to Death
He, and his
axe
