lanaia74
14-11-2006, 11:33
The old clock strikes twelve in three ancient tower
As I try to walk and move even faster
Trying to be as silent as a mime
Getting away from the thing I want to deter,
Feeling him closing in on me
I try to run and hide
Hoping and praying he will just pass me by
Not daring to breathe knowing he will hear me sigh,
I will not let this cold damp place
Be the place of my death
For I know for him to posses me
Would mean no life in me left,
He creeps up and down looking for me
In this damp morbid place I refuse to give in
The black darkness makes it hard for him to see
To engulf me physically and mentally his ultimate win,
He hears me, he knows I'm here
If he finds me there will be a price to pay
As he is all around me I feel tremendous fear
He grabs my clothes! Oh my gosh what can I say?
As I try to walk and move even faster
Trying to be as silent as a mime
Getting away from the thing I want to deter,
Feeling him closing in on me
I try to run and hide
Hoping and praying he will just pass me by
Not daring to breathe knowing he will hear me sigh,
I will not let this cold damp place
Be the place of my death
For I know for him to posses me
Would mean no life in me left,
He creeps up and down looking for me
In this damp morbid place I refuse to give in
The black darkness makes it hard for him to see
To engulf me physically and mentally his ultimate win,
He hears me, he knows I'm here
If he finds me there will be a price to pay
As he is all around me I feel tremendous fear
He grabs my clothes! Oh my gosh what can I say?