

The CriminalEnchanted, yet weary, I struggle through the forest haze. Though my breath grow short and eyes go bleary, I cannot help but stop to gaze ...The Criminal
At this vision before me, The lump of gold in my hands ... Not nearly the size of that in my throat; you see, I have come across the most extraordinary of land.
I was running through the streets With my loot in tow, That which purpose now defeats ... There is no where else I need to go.
But flee I must, Due to my crime. My punishment, it comes swift and just ... Oh how I have picked a horrible t


ResolutionAn empty battlefield Lies between us As I throw down my rusted shield; A warcry is drowned out, and thus, You finally realize ... You cannot slay what has already been killed.Resolution
I stare through you with cold, sunken eyes, My broken heart in my hands. I see the truth beyond all your lies, And the broken glass among scattered sands. The only thing I have left to wonder ... Is this what you so badly wanted? Is it so amusing to pillage and plunder? Tell me, are you left undaunted In your incredulous pursuits, your warped disguise?
Is my pain so i


Rather BeautifulAn indistinct melody In the background, as if by chance ... As you gracefully walked by. And it was in that moment I found you to be ... Nearly enigmatic and reposed.Rather Beautiful
Across the room You turned to smile back at me, Almost radiantly. I turned my head And attempted to avert my eyes; However, my gaze refused To remove itself, unable to find Anything to distract or detract from ...
I found myself looking back at you, Ever glowing, surpassing the very sun. I have known you all my life, But tonight I have seen you for the first time.


Zombie CallZombie CallZombie Call
I will be standing on an overlooking hill,
And I will be smiling.
When a ghastly groan comes from the earth,
And the black night air turns dismally frightful . . . I will be smirking gleefully When everyone else's worst nightmare comes true,
And no one else knows what to do,
Except me, but I may not be there.
On that night, all the terror . . . On that night, all the loathesome fear;
The night for the murdered and the abandoned
To crawl from their vermin-infested crypts.
They shall get revenge on
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~"Man! If only I hadn't spent all my time street fighting and chasing babes, we coulda saved the master!"- Ken Masters
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