Dead As Black


Every night is dead as black, shadow fathom darkness
cries echo across corners. The ground is shaking with turmoil
fears creeping in the minds, slowly drowning, drowning...

Every night is dead as black, loud ticking of a clock
dead soul lying in toil, spirit drifting in oil
slowly drowning, drowning...

Every night is dead as black, pillows wet with tears flock
empty arms no heart to hug, mind full of fear and smug
souls chills like an empty log, slowly drowning, drowning...

Every night is dead as black, shadow fathom the darkness
loud ticking of a clock, pillows wet with tears flock
hungry lips longing for a smack, slowly drowning, drowning...

Slowly...drowning...drowning...
darkness dead as black. slowly drowning...drowning
slowly...slowly...drowned.

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