I'd move, way up north, Yeah, I'd row, til I felt on course. I'd leave my roads behind, me, If my veins would let me go. So I'll sleep, on broken pines, Wreak havok on my troubled mind. I'd face the dark to find me, If there was anything still…

So, I'll drink up, beautiful, I'll leave bottles, up and down the coast, When I get to that light house, I'll burn it down, and laugh. Skeletons rise up to meet me, In a place where the waves touch the beach, And hollowed bones, broken…

So come down, and fade away, The lights are still hanging from last holidays. And the place in the dark, we'd occupy, Is leaving my heart, feeling nullified. So slow down, and walk with me, Dark empty lanes, under heavy leafless trees…

I'm very happy with this, even though it completely froze my computer up.

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written by brian clark

Heeeeeeeeeaaaaaavy Metal!!!!!

...the Funker in the Bunker..