Terror of My Brightest Dream

-Your Can’t Kill Something-

-Of which has been Burned and Scarred by the Flames-

-Your Hatred, Your Blood, Your Dread-

-You Can’t Hide From One Who’s Scarred So Much

-He Is Forced To Strike-

Do remember the blackest moon of Day

God and Ridden of bricks built over shining mountains

Greediness of all my Victims I seek to bleed again

Revengeful my love for the urge to turn the sky the color of Haunting

Sneakiness my Rage in the grass of feathers I can look for my little flies

Biting through this tree, this mark of Anger

Where can I hide but in Myself other than the bright light

Fullest my dreams are scarce but Secretive

Some of which is True

You cannot See me when I am alive
I’m a Ghost in living form, for I hide in the dreams of the sleepless

Closed eyes and a mark to prove my Kill

For I am the howl that burns through your mind like a Needle

Running away is Senseless, my pray

Can you Run faster than the man you once loved?

║TheHawksReject║