As the night whas faiding i felt a cold breez chiling my spine...
i felt death and its glory... and decided to bring its glory to other
like a black rose my thorns are unseen in the night...
when i am awake you shall cower in fear and never be at ease!
i am the silent whisper that grabs your neck and dose not let go....
till the last breath has flown away...
when i am at work you shall die in your sleep not knowing what happened..
and even when u find out u can do nothing but watch as your body is barried 6 feet under ground...
the deaths whisper is the blade of glory a thorn from the rose of death indeed... it is deaths helper and so to as i am undead i am immortal at day u play but at night u fear scared of what lies in the darkness... but there is nothing there thou one day there might be something... something that u will not like... and that day is nearer the older you are and you can't strugal against it as it is invein to fight death and its glory for one day YOU might be to one to replace the soul of this old rose and take lives instead of me... alas this text is only a message that death is no illusion
Writen By: Korioki Mishima
 The Wind Keeper · Wed Jun 25, 2008 @ 05:50pm · 0 Comments |
