Shades of red fall from the sky,
Puddles of crimson from high.
I’m covered by the bloody hue.
I refuse to stay here with you.
Time travel has brought us here.
I refuse to live in fear.
A fake town is not for me.
Why can’t you let me be free?
Demons hide in this forsaken place.
Don’t bother to show me your true face.
I know what you really are.
From here, I want to be far.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
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