He wore a fickle grin
But it seemed there were worms within
Behind those tombstone teeth
He scares me
I dream of him opening that maw
Seeing other world's in the darkness of his cloak
Seeing only gleams where eyes should be
Oh this dark man
That seemed like no man at all
Empty eyes That nightmare grin
And behind the vale the worms within
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 9:50 AM UTC
He wore a fickle grin
But it seemed there were worms within
Behind those tombstone teeth
He scares me
I dream of him opening that maw
Seeing other world's in the darkness of his cloak
Seeing only gleams where eyes should be
Oh this dark man
That seemed like no man at all
Empty eyes That nightmare grin
And behind the vale the worms within
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