Look of Death

Jing

The King Of Bandits
Your kiss
Your touch
Your dying scream
None of these
Are what they seem

Your breath
Your voice
Your final dream
None of these
Are what they seem

The screaming as you wake from sleep
Is something that my mind must keep
Your blood has stained my evil eyes
And nothing seems ok

Your bleeding heart is yours no more
You don't know what your looking for
Your lonely spirit roams the skies
And nothing seems ok
 

Lalaith

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Aww, wow so cool. I love it.

"The screaming as you wake from sleep
Is something that my mind must keep
Your blood has stained my evil eyes
And nothing seems ok"

That's my fav part.

So Good!