chasing me..
from dawn to dusk...
with satin gloves and tiaras and muslin yards...your heart too...
to the horizon,at the end of the universe..
run run run...
and at the end of the rainbow...
you will find that elusive pot of gold...
and leprechauns...
and Pandora's Box,but open...
and me...
a mirage?
no...i am Hope..
and nothing more,nothing less...
Sap:
chasing you..
from towers to dungeons..
with crucifixes, stakes, holy water, and silver ammunitions
skip, run, scram, flee ..
fear what's going to be
tonight, I'm on grass..
and I'm here to kick some ancient arse
tonight, I'm gonna end the curse..
I'm gonna chivy you to your grave and reverse..
bitch, I'll shove two garlics in your nose..
as I behead thee, who casts no shadows ..
and as I expose you to the sunlight..
I see your spirit take a flight, alright ..
and, tonight as I fall asleep..
I just wish I'd your soul to keep.. ♥
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