THE DEAD ARE HERE TO STAY

 

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THE DEAD ARE HERE TO STAY

Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.

All of this will soon come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.

Dark shadows will descend onto the sand.
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem–all served with a frown.

Run for you life if you still can.
Danger for each and every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play. 

THE DEAD GAME

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NIGHT TO DAY

 

The sun sets in fire,Leaving for the day.Hiding its bright face,Refusing to stay.It is the moon’s turnTo bring night to day.Its white face a grinAs it wants to play.Stars twinkle and glowTo brighten the sky.The moon moves away,Climbing way up high.

 

 

The sun sets in fire,

Leaving for the day.

Hiding its bright face,

Refusing to stay.

 

It is the moon’s turn

To bring night to day.

Its white face a grin

As it wants to play.

 

Stars twinkle and glow

To brighten the sky.

The moon moves away,

Climbing way up high.

 

(Source: insane—world)

 

COME CLOSER

COME CLOSER

Come close to the house.
Dare to peek inside.
You may be surprised
About what we hide.

The air will lift you
Into the night sky.
Come with the others
As you fly up high.

We will convene
In the main hall.
You will find out
What scares us all.

LIGHTNING STRIKES

LIGHTNING STRIKES

I was in a deep, deep sleep.
Didn’t hear a single peep.
Until lightning strikes lit up the sky.
Followed by thunder claps turned on high.
The winds uprooted the trees.
Bringing them down to their knees.
What has happened to our poor, little town?
The ocean waves have turned from blue to brown.
Dark shadows are moving in from the shore.
I don’t know what else The Dead have in store.

THE DEAD GAME
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THE MAN IN THE MOON

THE MAN IN THE MOON

Is there someone looking down

upon us from the stars above?

THE STARS ABOVE<br /> IS THERE SOMEONE LOOKING DOWN<br /> UPON US FROM THE STARS ABOVE?<br /> ARE WE ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE<br /> OR ARE THERE OTHERS?<br /> IT FEELS GOOD JUST TO IMAGINE<br /> THAT WE ARE NOT ALONE.

“Here’s looking at you,” the moon says.

“I just wanted a closer look.”

blackoutraven:</p> <p>The Pop Blitz</p> <p>HERE’S LOOKING AT YOU<br /> I JUST WANTED TO GET<br /> A CLOSER LOOK.
This is how my nightmares

usually begin…

 

blackoutraven:</p> <p>;La Lune à un Mètre</p> <p>NIGHTMARE<br /> THIS IS HOW MY NIGHTMARES<br /> USUALLY BEGIN…

AND THIS IS HOW MY NIGHTMARES END.

“I’m here,” the moon grins.

“The fun is over.”

 

blackoutraven:</p> <p>La Lune à un Mètre</p> <p>NIGHTMARE II</p> <p>AND THIS IS HOW MY NIGHTMARE ENDS.
 

NIGHT WALK

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Night Walk – {by Tiina Törmänen} | {Official WebSite}

A walk alone in the dark.

Feel the cold.

Smell the trees.

Hear the snow falling.

Watch the stars sparkle.

Engage all your senses.

No interference.

No voices.

No noises.

Only clean, fresh air.

And you.

ONLY A MEMORY

A fireworks display,

like life,

burns bright for a short time

before flickering out.

Leaving no trace of itself behind.

Only a memory.

Use your brief time wisely.

Make it dramatic.

Make it memorable.

Make it everlasting.