NO FEAR

 

 

I’m over here.

I can smell your fear.

You won’t be alone.

I can hear your moan.

 

I’ll be rising soon

On the next full moon.

We’ll rise from down under

On lightning and thunder.

 

You will not recognize me.

I’ll be different you see.

My new body is strong.

Now do not get me wrong.

 

I still love you, my dear.

Of that, please have no fear.

 

THE DEAD GAME continues

UNMASKED

THE DEVIL HIDES HIS FACE

 

He has come for me.

I’ll never be free.

He comes this night.

Fear at first sight.

He claims his love.

But he’s no dove.

He’s evil as can be.

Always searching for me.

I must hide until morning.

Or the town will be mourning.

The devil hides his face.

I know his deadly pace.

His footsteps ring hollow.

Steps quicken to follow.

He sings a sweet song.

I know I’m not wrong.

The devil is right behind me.

Even though his face I can’t see.

He has me in his grasp.

I cry out with a gasp.

He kisses me with passion.

I know this is his fashion.

To take what is not his.

And make me only his.

THE DEAD GAME

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UNMASKED

UNMASKED
Show me your face.
Reveal your true colors.
Take off your mask.
What lies underneath?
Without your arrogant facade.
Your roguish manner.
Your flirty ways.
What lies underneath?
Walk to me.
As yourself.
Without lies.
So I can see what lies...

 

UNMASKED


Show me your face.
Reveal yourself.
Take off your mask.
What lies underneath?

Without your arrogant facade.
Your roguish manner.
Your flirty ways.
What lies underneath?

Walk to me.
As yourself.
Without lies.
So I can see what lies underneath.

Let the mask fall to the ground.
Let it break.
Shatter to pieces.
I can now see what lies underneath.

 

HE’S BACK

I hear the birds in the trees,
Singing in the warm breeze.
They know who will soon come
To the beat of the drum.
Wolf is back in book two.
He can be me or you.
In another body,
He will be somebody
We all know from book one.
He’ll still be The Dead...

 

 

I hear the birds in the trees,

Singing in the warm breeze.

They know who will soon come

To the beat of the drum.

Wolf is back in book two.

He can be me or you.

In another body,

He will be somebody

We all know from book one.

He’ll still be The Dead one.

Come and join us in the game.

I promise it won’t be lame. 

THE DEAD GAME