Thread: Silent Night

Quite, like the dead
Not a sound
Tears i shed
For i know i'm done
Creaters of the night
Come for my blood, heart, soul
Usless to fight
Over me they have control.
The night in utter silence
Cries never heard
No one can see or sense
This night never occured
Wake up to life anew
Revenge I seek
For it is long overdue
It will be they who shriek
Now i shall live in this silence night
Yet the innocent will be free
It's the monsters I wish to fight
It will be them who plea
Quite like the dead
Not a sound...