Dark Shadows


Dark shadows dancing on the dirt
Entrapped in this dark state of mind
This colour envelopes me and is starting to hurt
Surrounding myself in the muck, looking for a good find

The loud explosions only compare to a torture chamber
Isolated, afraid
Which reminds me of a darker version of the fifth of November
This state of mind is as black as the mud walls around me

Friendships are pointless to form
The death tole is more than the life role
My hardships are easily detached, like body and mind is worn,
This is not what I wanted for my life goal

Say the dark shadows dancing on the dirt

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