The
blood thirst
In
the dark alleyways
The
flying dark angel stands
With
his black wings
The
moonless night
The
darkness crawls along
The
dim dark shadow smiles
The
night of merry
Across
the road
The
long houses lit
The
close knit people
Kneeling
to pray
They
worry about
The
dark shadow at the alley
Every
night he waits
For
the downfall ruin
The
smell of ruin
Of
lives so easily giving away
Of
greed and corruption breed
The
downfall of many
The
poor souls
Hungry
to climb the stairs
Sacrifice
every principle
What's
the end result?
The
blood thirst
The
addiction painted in the mind
The
freedom never come to click
It
dies in the puppet string
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