Sweet little baby all safe and sound
Soon will the whispers start to surround.
Calm little children, huddled in a bunch
Will begin to hear a crunch, crunch, crunch.
Lovestruck teenagers, caressing with soft hands
Never meeting up to the devilish demands.
One lonely soldier, striking with great force
Never thinking twice, never feeling remorce.
Two vibrant lovers, on their wedding day
One a penny, two a penny, slay, slay, slay.
One child, two child, three child, four
Crazy happens often when evil is at your door.
Kindergarten, highschool, college all the same
Once their kids are old enough they'll be out of their way.
Grandkids, grandkids, running through the door
Courage starts amoung the weak, young hearts take hold the sword.
Now a quiet graying man, sitting all alone
Saddness seeping through his eyes, his face still hard as bone.
Wife has recently passed, the funeral is today
Death has been a longing part, a dreadful part we ALL must play.
Evil was lurking, through all of their past
But never did he give up hope, the only thing that lasts.
"Keep your head up, darling." Words hed always say.
She would giggle but still turn to look away.
Tears would flash through her eyes, he forever knew the truth
Years were in fact gaining up on her, she was losing hold of her youth.
He knew her time was coming, he knew the hurt and pain
She was slowly dieing, going full insane.
Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 9:02 AM UTC
Sweet little baby all safe and sound
Soon will the whispers start to surround.
Calm little children, huddled in a bunch
Will begin to hear a crunch, crunch, crunch.
Lovestruck teenagers, caressing with soft hands
Never meeting up to the devilish demands.
One lonely soldier, striking with great force
Never thinking twice, never feeling remorce.
Two vibrant lovers, on their wedding day
One a penny, two a penny, slay, slay, slay.
One child, two child, three child, four
Crazy happens often when evil is at your door.
Kindergarten, highschool, college all the same
Once their kids are old enough they'll be out of their way.
Grandkids, grandkids, running through the door
Courage starts amoung the weak, young hearts take hold the sword.
Now a quiet graying man, sitting all alone
Saddness seeping through his eyes, his face still hard as bone.
Wife has recently passed, the funeral is today
Death has been a longing part, a dreadful part we ALL must play.
Evil was lurking, through all of their past
But never did he give up hope, the only thing that lasts.
"Keep your head up, darling." Words hed always say.
She would giggle but still turn to look away.
Tears would flash through her eyes, he forever knew the truth
Years were in fact gaining up on her, she was losing hold of her youth.
He knew her time was coming, he knew the hurt and pain
She was slowly dieing, going full insane.
