Like a lighting bolt
I strike quick
And I strike fast
And I hit deadly.
I'm not all bad, you see.
I have a heart.
Well I did before it was broken and beaten.
I have a soul.
For it is a bottomless pit of darkness.
A war wages in my mind.
Good Vs. Evil
But we already know which sides winning,
For I am already in your closet.
Waiting for you to come home.
I'll sneek into your kids room of you have any.
Trail my finger along there cheek,
Then snap thier pretty necks.
I'll drink their blood of course,
don't want it to go to waist.
Then I'll creep back into your room,
Quiet as can be.
I'll turn on your light,
You'll finally see me for me.
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 8:57 PM UTC
Like a lighting bolt
I strike quick
And I strike fast
And I hit deadly.
I'm not all bad, you see.
I have a heart.
Well I did before it was broken and beaten.
I have a soul.
For it is a bottomless pit of darkness.
A war wages in my mind.
Good Vs. Evil
But we already know which sides winning,
For I am already in your closet.
Waiting for you to come home.
I'll sneek into your kids room of you have any.
Trail my finger along there cheek,
Then snap thier pretty necks.
I'll drink their blood of course,
don't want it to go to waist.
Then I'll creep back into your room,
Quiet as can be.
I'll turn on your light,
You'll finally see me for me.
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