FROM THE DEEP

Wave From the Deep

 

They come from the deep.

They come when you sleep.

 

On waves of ice and stone,

They’ll burn you to the bone.

 

Fire burns hot in the ice.

The demons cut a deep slice.

 

Stay far from the shore,

Or they’ll ask for more.

 

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

 

 

THE WOUNDED

 

 

THE WOUNDED

 

A blue sky can bring me to cheer.

Come inside, I am waiting here.

You can soften the load

of troubles, I am told.

Please brighten the cold, dreary day.

Take me to places far away.

Heal my wounded pride.

I need your fire at my side.

I’M HERE, MY LOVE

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The waves propel me forward.

I’m here, my love.

I’ve come to bask

in your glow.

I’ll warm in the heat

of your fire.

Too hot.

I’m melting.

I’ve come too close.

RETREAT

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RETREAT

A place for our dreams,

An earthly retreat.

Bursting at the seams,

Can you feel the heat?

 

The earth is alive.

Its core is on fire.

We need to survive.

I’ll feed your desire.

 

We cannot stay.

The door is closing.

It’s washed away

By the sea’s hosing.

 

Chase the moonlight with me.

My arms will hold you.

The moon will set us free.

I’ll always love you.

TAKE ME TO THE CHURCH

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Take me to the church.
The town’s on fire.
Hell has lost its demons.

Take me to the church.
The sky has grown dark.
The Dead descend on the town.

Take me to the church.
I refuse to follow The Dead.
We must run for shelter.

Take me to the church.
It stands no more.
Gone in a puff of smoke.

 


THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

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DOUSE THE FIRE

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DOUSE THE FIRE

It simmers and brews.

It comes to a quick boil.

Hot steam escapes the cracks.

A whistle fills the moist air.

A fire too late to be extinguished.

A flame too unwilling to be leashed.

An explosion rips through the surface.

Heated words spew forth.

Sweet nothings won’t curb the flames.

Apologies too late in coming.

Anger has reared its head.

Water won’t douse the fire.

RETREAT