Thursday, 20 February 2014

Into the night

I walk into the night
On the stepping stones
Into the woods that are far out of sight
You know! The night is cold and terrifying
And so are the woods
So dead, so mystifying
All those creatures of the night
Come out when down goes the sunlight
They're lifeless and they bite
Bite me as I walk into the night
Barefooted, on the stepping stones
Into the dead, and cold
That kill the bones
I walk on
The silence of the woods
The wilderness of the night
Make me corpse with a soul
That neither rejoices nor mourns
To the world that is no longer my own
'Cause now I walk into the night
On the stepping stones
Into the woods

And get lost far out of sight..

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