part three:
How long have they been on to me john wondered weeks, months, years? Could they possibly know to what extent I have gone through the sacrifices Ive made, when did I slip what gave me away? The thoughts ran through his head like electricity. The burning white light flashed and his eyes clamp shut.
Dark again, he opened his eyes; the room slowly comes back into focus. No view, he casually noticed the window on the wall to his left was to high and set to deep into the cinder block wall to let anything more then light in to the room. He remembered windows like that in basements and schools.
No view again this time aloud waiting for some sort of response. Silence. Hey, you know last time I was in a room like this was school. He laughed nervously at his observation. The small room was so silent that the ringing in his ears and the sound of his heart beating began to deafen him why? he screamed. And again the pain in his head clamps his eyes shut and the all to familiar odor of singed hair filled his nostrils.
How long have they been on to me john wondered weeks, months, years? Could they possibly know to what extent I have gone through the sacrifices Ive made, when did I slip what gave me away? The thoughts ran through his head like electricity. The burning white light flashed and his eyes clamp shut.
Dark again, he opened his eyes; the room slowly comes back into focus. No view, he casually noticed the window on the wall to his left was to high and set to deep into the cinder block wall to let anything more then light in to the room. He remembered windows like that in basements and schools.
No view again this time aloud waiting for some sort of response. Silence. Hey, you know last time I was in a room like this was school. He laughed nervously at his observation. The small room was so silent that the ringing in his ears and the sound of his heart beating began to deafen him why? he screamed. And again the pain in his head clamps his eyes shut and the all to familiar odor of singed hair filled his nostrils.
Part two:
How long have they been on to me john wondered weeks, months, years? Could they possibly know to what extent I have gone through the sacrifices Ive made, when did I slip what gave me away? The thoughts ran through his head like electricity. The burning white light flashed and his eyes clamp shut.
Dark again, he opened his eyes; the room slowly comes back into focus. No view, he casually noticed the window on the wall to his left was to high and set to deep into the cinder block wall to let anything more then light in to the room. He remembered windows like that in basements and schools.
No view again this time aloud waiting for some sort of response. Silence. Hey, you know last time I was in a room like this was school. He laughed nervously at his observation. The small room was so silent that the ringing in his ears and the sound of his heart beating began to deafen him why? he screamed. And again the pain in his head clamps his eyes shut and the all to familiar odor of singed hair filled his nostrils.
if you missed part one. ill e-mail it to you if you want
How long have they been on to me john wondered weeks, months, years? Could they possibly know to what extent I have gone through the sacrifices Ive made, when did I slip what gave me away? The thoughts ran through his head like electricity. The burning white light flashed and his eyes clamp shut.
Dark again, he opened his eyes; the room slowly comes back into focus. No view, he casually noticed the window on the wall to his left was to high and set to deep into the cinder block wall to let anything more then light in to the room. He remembered windows like that in basements and schools.
No view again this time aloud waiting for some sort of response. Silence. Hey, you know last time I was in a room like this was school. He laughed nervously at his observation. The small room was so silent that the ringing in his ears and the sound of his heart beating began to deafen him why? he screamed. And again the pain in his head clamps his eyes shut and the all to familiar odor of singed hair filled his nostrils.
if you missed part one. ill e-mail it to you if you want
Part one:
It was a dark and stormy night, thats how this is supposed to start right? I mean thats how they always start dark and stormy.
No matter what the weather was that night when it comes time to tell the story later its raining like a bastard. He thought to himself sitting in this room. Such a small room I thought it would be bigger but what do I know cant trust the movies.
So thats how that night started out too. In my case it always rained, it fills the air with a sweet smell even in the city and it helps cover your tracks too no one notices blood in the streets when the asphalt is black with rain.
Its amazing he thought how the rain could wash decades off the faded streets and bricks of the city.
It was a dark and stormy night, thats how this is supposed to start right? I mean thats how they always start dark and stormy.
No matter what the weather was that night when it comes time to tell the story later its raining like a bastard. He thought to himself sitting in this room. Such a small room I thought it would be bigger but what do I know cant trust the movies.
So thats how that night started out too. In my case it always rained, it fills the air with a sweet smell even in the city and it helps cover your tracks too no one notices blood in the streets when the asphalt is black with rain.
Its amazing he thought how the rain could wash decades off the faded streets and bricks of the city.
Part one:
It was a dark and stormy night, thats how this is supposed to start right? I mean thats how they always start dark and stormy.
No matter what the weather was that night when it comes time to tell the story later its raining like a bastard. He thought to himself sitting in this room. Such a small room I thought it would be bigger but what do I know cant trust the movies.
So thats how that night started out too. In my case it always rained, it fills the air with a sweet smell even in the city and it helps cover your tracks too no one notices blood in the streets when the asphalt is black with rain.
Its amazing he thought how the rain could wash decades off the faded streets and bricks of the city.
It was a dark and stormy night, thats how this is supposed to start right? I mean thats how they always start dark and stormy.
No matter what the weather was that night when it comes time to tell the story later its raining like a bastard. He thought to himself sitting in this room. Such a small room I thought it would be bigger but what do I know cant trust the movies.
So thats how that night started out too. In my case it always rained, it fills the air with a sweet smell even in the city and it helps cover your tracks too no one notices blood in the streets when the asphalt is black with rain.
Its amazing he thought how the rain could wash decades off the faded streets and bricks of the city.
I see you waiting for a smile to
Let you know youre in
Are you waiting for another angel
To cleanse you from your sin
Try and deny your selfless crimes
Now the dark is killing you
And its taking its time
Now the dark is killing you
And its taking its time
Close your eyes
No dont fight
This time I wont save you.
Call to your holy father
Hold hands with the man who walks on water
Call to your bloodstained idols.
Scream their divine names
Can you see the dark clouds coming?
Ill watch you all go down in flames.
Youll burn. Yeah youll burn.
Can you see the dark clouds coming?
Do you know the end by name?
Youll burn in a lake of fire for what youve done
Did you see the world start burning?
Did you know the end by name?
Youll burn in a lake of fire
The end is birthing my son.
Youll burn. Yeah youll burn.
Let you know youre in
Are you waiting for another angel
To cleanse you from your sin
Try and deny your selfless crimes
Now the dark is killing you
And its taking its time
Now the dark is killing you
And its taking its time
Close your eyes
No dont fight
This time I wont save you.
Call to your holy father
Hold hands with the man who walks on water
Call to your bloodstained idols.
Scream their divine names
Can you see the dark clouds coming?
Ill watch you all go down in flames.
Youll burn. Yeah youll burn.
Can you see the dark clouds coming?
Do you know the end by name?
Youll burn in a lake of fire for what youve done
Did you see the world start burning?
Did you know the end by name?
Youll burn in a lake of fire
The end is birthing my son.
Youll burn. Yeah youll burn.

