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Welcome to the EndWelcome to the End
My Angel, she pressed her lips to mine.
The gift she left me then was just so divine
There was nothing I could do as my Angel turned to leave,
Nothing, as I watched her spread her wings and learn to fly.
She left me in this world of hell
And she left me to frolic in paradise.
She left me - left her body but took her soul,
To join the chorus up above on the cloudy atoll.
I swear to you, the heavens as my witness
That when my Angel turned to leave that day in the rain,
The Devil himself could never be so eager
As he gripped my shoulder and whispered to me;
Welcome to the end.
Welcome to the end, he whispered.
Welcome to the end, where I am all and God is none.
Where the demons sing and the angels scream,
Where souls lie buried and their vessels roam free.
This is the end, he pointed with a bony hand
Which peeked out from his tattered black sleeve.
This is the end, where it rains of fire, never water,
Where your nightmares rove free.
Come and take a walk with me, he per
Shadow of the DayShadow of the Day Linkin Park
He sat on the edge of his bed with his hands folded and his forehead on his fists, looking down at the floor. His room was lit only by the setting sun, but he didn't care.
He looked up and across the room to his dresser where framed photos stood among the massive clutter. His eyes became wet, his chin quivered; their wedding, their New Years kiss, the beach, and so much more. As he looked at each, he broke further down. The tears began streaming down his face.
A siren sounded outside, bringing him out of his sorrow momentarily. He got up and walked to his window. The fainting light shaped the shadow of his
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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