CRIMSON

 

Shades of red fall from the sky,

Puddles of crimson from high.

I’m covered by the bloody hue.

I refuse to stay here with you.

 

Time travel has brought us here.

I refuse to live in fear.

A fake town is not for me.

Why can’t you let me be free?

 

Demons hide in this forsaken place.

Don’t bother to show me your true face.

I know what you really are.

From here, I want to be far.

 

PREY FOR THE DEAD

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