Monday, February 25, 2008

Colors Imbetween (Death of the Nephilim)

I woke up in a pool of blood lying in a cave

and so it seems i was fooled by the Island Dogg

I was led astray

my battled bones still weary from the sounds of war

that finalize each breath in shades of death

I'm on the ground about to die looking up with child-like eyes

the sky turned colors in between

in shades of love

shades of regret

in shades of death

There were no tears at the funeral

just 12 colors that appeared

they spoke a language foreign to any sound you've heard

they were assembled like a dream

I am a solider

I am a canvass

I used no colors in between

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