Dark Ages

July 23, 2007

‘Oh! So hell falls, so fall hell fall! Shall thy hails hell Hall of Fall!’—Anonymous

Frighten about freaking right

So Cold, and I fold what I hold and sold

Birth in cry, Growth in dried cries, and died in many cry

Still I’m Insane and still I’m in Saint

Oh! I’m drown for I lost my crown

So I become a clown for all towns

They hit me! for what I was did

But for what they did they missing it

I scream in crypt and fall sleep in hypocrite

I’m sailing with my ship without my beloved sheep

In the dock with dog in my right hand and cat in my left hand

So Fog sealed in front of me with sad chase in my back

Still I’m a waken and still I’m a shaken

With my teeth and my greed lost a breath and lived

They hit him! They hit me! for what I did

But still they doesn’t know what they did

Still I dream with scream in my ear

Still I’m pray in my cry

Am I a pray? So why I’m cry

Yes I am a pray animal for they are smell my cries and my falls

I let you drunk for I will drive

There is a junk under for I must survive

Still Thy Hit me! But still I get up

Now they know! But still I never give up

I Still Have a Dream!

I call upon sound

Where thy found

I Still Have a Dream!

For I’ll never give it up for anything

For I have a BIG DREAM!