The statues of the night
To turn away is to seek out death
Don't blink
Don't look into their eyes
Don't turn away
The weeping angels see when unseen
Move when unheard
But speak when spoken too
They answer in the voices of the men they ****
They weep in shame
But it does'nt last long
Cause soon they're hunting once more
And
This
Time
THEY'RE COMING FOR YOU
Aug 19, 2012
Aug 19, 2012 at 11:17 PM UTC
The statues of the night
To turn away is to seek out death
Don't blink
Don't look into their eyes
Don't turn away
The weeping angels see when unseen
Move when unheard
But speak when spoken too
They answer in the voices of the men they ****
They weep in shame
But it does'nt last long
Cause soon they're hunting once more
And
This
Time
THEY'RE COMING FOR YOU
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