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The Oncoming Storm
By Graveyard_Desciple
The oncoming storm calls my name
As the clouds move apart the sky is gray
The rain on my face, red as blood
These bitter memories have caused this flood
The screams of the dead beckon me
They're inaudible to the living
How many ways can I say
The blood on my hands won't wash away?
Images burrowing deep in my mind
All of my sanity left me behind
finally give into these urges I feel
Time to make all of my fantasies real
why do you make me do this?
Why are you in my head?
I can't mute the voices
Until my anger is fed
Images burrowing deep in my mind
All of my sanity left me behind
finally give into these urges I feel
Time to make all of my fantasies real
The oncoming storm calls my name
As the clouds move apart the sky is gray
The rain on my face, red as blood
These bitter memories have caused this flood
why do you make me do this?
Why are you in my head?
I can't mute the voices
Until my anger is fed
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Copyright 2005 Graveyard_Desciple
Published on Tuesday, May 17, 2005.
Filed under:
"Lyrics"
Comments on "The Oncoming Storm"
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On Thursday, March 12, 2015, Nimue44
(289)
wrote:
The song of a killer- maybe a soldier. War. War never changes. Amazing lyrics.
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A former member wrote:
I like this, it is a good write.
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On Wednesday, May 18, 2005, Kinkypoptart
(555) wrote:
Giving into the urges is sometimes the best thing that we can do for ourselves. Great write ~*~TarT~*~
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A former member wrote:
very cool and very visual ... good write
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On Tuesday, May 17, 2005, stuckinneutral_09
(9) wrote:
OMG I SO FUCKNIG LOVED THIS. please keep writing
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