si_runt

drink of choice? mine, room temp shitty beer, goes down real easy, and does the job.


The saddest sight in the world,
the coffin girl.
She haunts my dreams,
she takes me by night.
And I am helpless to her charms.
As the night falls down,
I cannot escape from her sight.

And the fog keeps rolling in.
And I cannot see her.
But I know she is there,
I follow by moonlight.
Her presence keeps me aware,
as the headstones turn.
The eyes of the dead, follow me through the night,
and I cannot escape,
from this life now,
RUN INTO THE NIGHT!

And everything has gone awry,
and nothing can change us back,
into our lives.
But I know that I will see her again,
on the otherside.