"now, now"
Said the old man, sitting in the light.
His cold, lifeless eyes making the darkness look almost bright.
chest from which he should have been breathing,
was torn, bloody and still.
The chair to which he was tied to was to,
sent out deadlt waves of chill.
He was dead, I knew this.
He should be silent at last.
Peice would not come to me, for he spoke,
And he laughed.
Said the old man, sitting in the light.
His cold, lifeless eyes making the darkness look almost bright.
chest from which he should have been breathing,
was torn, bloody and still.
The chair to which he was tied to was to,
sent out deadlt waves of chill.
He was dead, I knew this.
He should be silent at last.
Peice would not come to me, for he spoke,
And he laughed.
