The Estranged
Peering forth upon cloak and dagger
flee from dwelling, legs do stagger
twisting turns all twine together
sin escape or caged forever
Wake next morning not tomorrow
hangman says no time to borrow
so as I gallop to the gallows
heart hits true though blood be shallow
crawling near a voice calls clearly
must you stalk me? limbs falls dreary
Oh i must, but must you fear me?
I am you, the mind grows weary
RATINGS BREAKDOWN
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