The
darkness fall
The
criminal can't get away
In
his eyes he will see the evil shadow
Whispering
to him to go
He
has committed many crimes
In
his closet of his soul he has many
He
stops counting it years ago
In
his eyes he will see the evil shadow
He
stands near the open windows
Staring
into his posh garden of lights
The
wind blowing softly swaying leaves
He
listens to the whispering
He
remembers his sins
How
he wish he doesn't have to know it
He
tries to bribe many to his side
Thinking
they will wall him from attacks
When
the darkness fall he knows
He
can't escape in his body of sins
How
wish he doesn't have to know it
But
he remembers the things he did
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