"Does your god know my god? This is how the world will end!"- Atreyu
Doomdsay's tomes and endless hate,
Mindgames lost and thirst to sate.
Bleed yourself dry and walk away,
Never have the heart to stay.
Find me a place that doesn't cry,
Find me a river never dry.
Get me home with heart in hand,
Find me a place far from this land.
Develop your place and lose your mind,
Leaving all hope far behind.
Don't you see what you've become,
Don't you know what I've done?
Leave me here to rot in peace,
Where I can't see what you release.
Smoke and fire and brimstone galore,
And always pining for a little more.
So leave me a home not charred and ash,
Leave me a land you won't smash.
Beaten and battered all and all,
No one left to possibly stand tall.
Find me somewhere I can lie alone,
Find me a place without bloody stone.
Find me a land where I can walk,
Find me somewhere not all talk.
Thu Aug 13, 2009 7:52 pm
