• arrow Graveyard

    I know who you are, all your secrets
    I see the heart inside that nobody gets heart
    You control the others; yet not me
    If only you could see
    Five fingers on your hands and hair on your head
    Curiosity arouses and surprises us both that I'm not dead
    I thought that I knew, thought everything was right
    Until you crept along here in the night
    Inspiration leaps and takes a stand
    Are you truly a man?

    I met you in the graveyard, no funeral
    The mist and gray fog began to fall
    Dressed in black and skin pale as snow ninja
    Your eyes locked on mine—
    Please let me go.

    Glacier skin and raven eyes
    Behind your stare I see your lies
    Audacious and thick, hard to believe
    I came to this death place but not to grieve
    Wearing a cloak of woven dark colors
    Staring calmly both become chores stare
    You are not human, not even close
    I'm beginning to think, have I been chose
    To be the person, to see you true
    To see in the darkness what you really do?

    I met you in the graveyard, no funeral
    The mist and gray fog began to fall
    Dressed in black and skin pale as snow
    Your eyes locked on mine—
    Please let me go.     sweatdrop