I'm that red-eyed beast
Who is waiting in fog,
Who will steal up to you,
Play with you scary joke.
I'm not always afraid
Dreaming nightmares at noon.
I'm a nightmare myself,
And my mistress is moon.
But I really fear
When I feel it again,
When this dreadful sence
Waits for somebody's pain.
When I feel This again
I can't stand being mute.
So my howling invades
Into your solitude.
You become very pale
When you see me beside
Quickly you understand -
There is nowhere to hide.
I smell blood in your veins
What I'm ready to lap.
Its the hunger in me
Tells how to do every step
Hunger always tells me
Whose life will be cropped,
It would never tell me
If I was ever stopped.
When the hunger is calling
I'm not free to decide
I just can't run away
And keep clear my mind.
How I want hunger to
Finally let me go!
How I wish to be free...
But it wouldn't be so
Hunger
© Copyright: Рысёна, 2007
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