Heard those deadened footsteps
Stark-black, solemn eyes met
Clawing, withered hands crept frantically groping in darkness
Searching for the exit, sweating toxic, life detainment
Lids from coffins open
Wispy curses spoken
Tranquil dreams are stolen
Knotted rope broke again
Sep 25, 2011
Sep 25, 2011 at 11:37 PM UTC
Heard those deadened footsteps
Stark-black, solemn eyes met
Clawing, withered hands crept frantically groping in darkness
Searching for the exit, sweating toxic, life detainment
Lids from coffins open
Wispy curses spoken
Tranquil dreams are stolen
Knotted rope broke again
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