with paper and ink
with paper and ink
or a collection of scars
how will you unfold
with paper and ink
or a collection of scars
how will you unfold
among the wicked
and to be steeped in their ways
how to judge the damned
as the night goes cold
feeling as he drifts nearby
who has he come for
death walks among us
for some time has run out
what remains for you
embrace oddities
revel in their differences
they are the future
favorite retreat
very still place inside me
embracing darkness
for i am trapped here
and captured among the damned
who will rescue me
hear his silent steps
while he goes about his work
has he come for me
hiding in the dark
caress quiet in the night
pause as death walks by
hold close the nightmares
they are just your nightly dreams
what brings tomorrow