Ka-Boom

Apr 12, 2005 22:27

Waking up with
sweat on my face
My heart starts to race
at an irregular pace
I feel out of place
like aliens from outer space
I don't understand
why these vandals
started this scandal
and left me manhandled
like Hannibal the Cannibal
chewed on my mandible
and left me handling a candle
in my left hand
to battle the shadows
of the shadow lands
as I stand
in this wasteland
Next to my empty grave plot
I was sickened by this
place where my body
was left to rot
and decompose
as I regain my composure
I prophesize your lies
like the End of Times
and I metamorphosize
right before your eyes
Tell me who
can calm us?
As the prophecies
of Nostradamus
are finally upon us
dropping bombs on us
to settle all the dramas
and sending the top notches
into shock traumas
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