'Acidic Winter!'
By blackheart
Haunted silent street... Upon which lay the dead. The sound of bone beneath my feet, As another burning tear is shed. The acidic winter will burn our minds. Acidic winter, leave us now... On us you took your toll, Move on, somewhere different. We'll send the blind to follow. An acidic mind will burn you blind. Lead them where you go. Finish off their tainted lives. As quiet tinkles touch the ground, The dead lay to watch the sky. Acidic eyes will burn our face. Burning car, melting home, It's all disappeared and died. While the winter haunts our heads, Our faces burn so dry. As we cry acidic tears. Smoldering, Dying. Burning, Crying... In acidic winter... Death. The acidic winter will burn our minds. An acidic mind will burn you blind. Acidic eyes will burn our face. As we cry acidic tears. Written January 18th, 2002 © on Jan 18 2002 04:38 AM PST, harry luck 0 • 10
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"Haunted silent street......"