Jun 2013
He walked in like he owned the place,
he knew no one, not by name or face,
shattered the night and the peace,
left it all behind for the police.
He is darker than the night,
what is wrong, he takes as his right,
unnatural, he moved without light,
death his calling card, to spite,
the promise of the morning sun.
he knew no one, not by name or face,
shattered the night and the peace,
left it all behind for the police.
He is darker than the night,
what is wrong, he takes as his right,
unnatural, he moved without light,
death his calling card, to spite,
the promise of the morning sun.
Too many dark acts, they seem thoughtless out there beyond my
4 walls, I trust in the morning Son.
4 walls, I trust in the morning Son.
