Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Postmortem



I might be dead inside,
But only you i will abide.
I don’t want your brain,
For i crave your heart.
But it’s an incredible pain,
That we’re apart.
Cause we’re apart.


I may not have hands
But I’ll hold you nevertheless,
I don’t have a leg to stand,
But i love you, i confess.
This i confess.


Oh i wish that you’d stop running,
And let me catch up.
But i couldn’t follow,
Because you’re absolutely stunning.
You stopped my heart beating,
But i won’t stop loving, you.
Oh if you only knew.
If you only knew,
I love you.
Oh i love you.


I might not feel a leg or two,
But i certainly see you.
I might catch up, but i won’t bite you.
But better yet if you stop, if you knew.
i might be rotten, but if you’d take a look,
but if you have forgotten, all month it took.


But this i promise, even if you don’t love me then,
I will never bother you again.


-The 6th Messenger


A Halloween Special, oh i love zombies, the way zombie slayers do.


It’s a story of a zombie, who still remember who he’d loved, even he’s dead. Though he followed her everywhere, she ended up trapped, but seeing her that she was really scared, she just left.


it's supposed to be a song, but i've made too much lyrics so, here...