Serve me, Now I've removed myself from hell Walk me, To the hollow gates of the past A tormented soul I stand alone A stained whisper, upon broken ground I gaze inside my troubled mind And serve my masters every command I can't stand to see myself this way Alone I sense my well being I sense my troubles all beginning to crack At the end of the path, your voice breaks the silence Another whip of your chains Shalt send me crashing down The shadows on the concrete statues Line the exit from you heart A requiem in your honour will stand And serve your masters every command I can't stand to see myself this way Alone I sense my well being I sense my troubles all beginning to crack What more can I offer you now? Another drop from my spiked tongue What more can I offer you now? Another taste of my spoilt remains I can't stand to see myself this way Alone I sense my well being I sense my troubles all beginning to crack
neat work dude! you are good...and i'm definetly going get my training from you! it's has a science fiction background, though...does it? cause an eerie atmosphere is what i imagine when i read your work...