http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=olop23y1Yl8
The first born, my heart will call Truly
A God-like boy of the sky
The fog hissed away like a movie
And serpents go home for the night
The thundercloud rain hits the freeway
The clowns put on makeup for show
The nightfall, my skin crawl kind of evening
And how the wind she blows
How the wind she blows
I want you to come closer
Come in closer. Come in closer.
I want you to come in closer
Come in closer. Come in closer.
I want you to come in closer, in closer
Come dancing with devils
Need not to know their names
We'll waltz like an army
For the fear of our pain
Our souls become useless
As the day they were born
In a rusted arm rocking chair
Away from your storm
But still, the truth remains lethal
A lie made by man
Where my shoes become hammers
And my words become sand
Like a sour patch, a wedding batch
Of roses you threw across my floor
In the rusted arm rocking chair
Away from your storm
And they did come, they came in the dead of night just like cowards. Just like that, every single one of them were taken. The soldiers, hiding their faces with old fashioned gas masks skulked around like rats and forced them all towards their new fate as prisoners. In the end, when all of the girls stood in a group tired, confused, and now owning nothing more than their bedclothes the older girls protected the smaller using themselves as human shield. None of them were even close to ready to fight back yet each one so much braver than the men barking out orders and telling them the resistance was now dead. The plan of the nephets was indeed working and Ana could do nothing more than watch this unfurl helplessly. Just who was it that was controlling the nephets themselves? She had suspected there was someonething more behind it, something ever darker but it wasnt something that could yet be identified. She watched as if in slow motion her head beginning to throb itself into another headache. She remembered what the elder had told her and tried not to make a sound as she crabwalked towards the building. They were leaving and probably wouldnt see her. Maybe a few of the girls were left. . . hiding somewhere. If she could only find them maybe she could figure out what the hell to do next. Since she had become their leader in a way she had been making a hell of a lot of mistakes. Why they believed in her escaped all logic but this could be her only shot to find Daniel, her son. Despite her screw ups she would not allow herself the luxury of giving up. She couldnt afford it. Midstep she freezed, a Nephet had caught sight of her and was on its way over. Her heart felt as if it wanted to escape the icy covered confines of her chest. Wide dialated eyes forced themselves not to so much as blink. One breath taken could be all that stood between her freedom and herself. "I refuse you death. . . not here"
{Remember the dream to continue this}
 Jayce Reinhardt · Mon Jan 08, 2007 @ 05:52pm · 0 Comments |
