Tuesday, February 18, 2014

THE DEAD GAMES HAVE BEGUN

Welcome to End House.
Look below!
Once the doors lock,
this is the only way out.
The storm is approaching.
The waves are raging.
The stairs down to the beach
are steep and slippery.
I wouldn’t recommend using them.
The Dead don’t play fair.
Welcome to End House.
Look below!
Once the doors lock,
this is the only way out.
The storm is approaching.
The waves are raging.
The stairs down to the beach
are steep and slippery.
I wouldn’t recommend using them.
The Dead don’t play fair.

The sun has set.
The moon is rising.
The shadows are roaming the town,
looking for victims.
Watch out or you might become one.
The sun has set.
The moon is rising.
The shadows are roaming the town,
looking for victims.
Watch out or you might become one.

Time is ticking away.
Soon will be time for the party.
Who is throwing this party for us?
We don’t know the mysterious host.
But we are all going to End House.
What awaits us there will be a surprise.
A good surprise or a bad one?
We won’t know until we get there.
Time is ticking away.
Soon will be time for the party.
Who is throwing this party for us?
We don’t know the mysterious host.
But we are all going to End House.
What awaits us there will be a surprise.
A good surprise or a bad one?
We won’t know until we get there.

plasmatics-life:

Midnight in Mist ~ By Toby Leung 

Come walk with me down the dark,
secluded walkway.
Ignore the dark shadows and
the moaning wind.
Don’t look back—no one is following you.
No one alive but we don’t know about The Dead.
You might have picked up some deadly followers.
The The Dead Games have begun.
plasmatics-life:
Midnight in Mist ~ By Toby Leung
Come walk with me down the dark,
secluded walkway.
Ignore the dark shadows and
the moaning wind.
Don’t look back—no one is following you.
No one alive but we don’t know about The Dead.
You might have picked up some deadly followers.
The The Dead Games have begun.