Apr 22, 2004 23:24
in the beginning, the dawn of his time
a child is born, thrust into this world
he couldnt have known, whats beyond the shore
slowly he woke to the feinds all around
half asleep in grade school, with his head down
they tighten their grip, on the playground
but he noticed that if he could be stealthy
he could slip out of view from the Enemy
and ride a short while, away from the feinds