the bell of the church ring in the air signaling the end of
a life, the body rests in state never to be mover from
his pose, the coffin open for friends and family to see
him one more time, to say god bye, to make amends,
for closure. a shadow passes over the face of the man
a candel falls to the floor, a church man looks and no
ones there, no one but the undead corpse- twisted
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what lies in your soul? what feeds your emotion darkness, light , love or hate? only you can choose your path may you be blessed with the knowledge to choose the right from the wrong but in this world what is wrong?
Say it's not too late for you to hold me
You were always there
When times were bad
And they're so bad
The love you gave to me
So unconditionally
So sad
So sad
Born bad
You were always there
When times were bad
And they're so bad
The love you gave to me
So unconditionally
So sad
So sad
Born bad