by The Fallen Soldier » Tue Dec 25, 2012 1:13 am
(Enchantress)
I hear the noise of a fight. I walk over to where it was goin on. I watch it, silently wondering what it was about.
Theres a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions, forcefully
The power of suggestion, then with the eyes shut
Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark againIn the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Linkin Park - Forgotten