Wednesday, September 3, 2008

In the valley

Join me in the walk of dead
What for sir?
No reason really, we walk, we moan
Why would I want that?

Because in the valley of dead
Scary sights surround us, and we
Make peculiar noises and shivering cries
Men who walk near us become so cold

Good, fair enough, in this valley
of dead I will come make
havoc of the earth
And lightning in my eyes
Ready to strike a kill

Then come
let us amuse ourselves
And indulge in our fearing ways
For we haven't seen a man 2 years to this day

Some go south, others rise north
But in the valley, you don't need any affiliation
Our way is simple
We're out to stay killed

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