Nov 2014
Fading* in the shadows
Is where I feel at home
Hidden from piercing gazes
Up and down my soul they roam
Drawing back the curtains
They feed on my heart
Tearing at my emotions
A worn sadistic art
Driven through a world
Etched in toxic blood
Altered through war and greed
D**rowning in green mud
Is where I feel at home
Hidden from piercing gazes
Up and down my soul they roam
Drawing back the curtains
They feed on my heart
Tearing at my emotions
A worn sadistic art
Driven through a world
Etched in toxic blood
Altered through war and greed
D**rowning in green mud
