Sunday, August 24, 2003

Nathaniel Holodome

Nathaniel Holodome
Oh my friend I miss you so 
too long with out a home 
I ask you now to let me go. 

Do not haunt me 
do not scare 
do not taunt me 
please be fair 

Depressed the widowed wife you love 
But granted live without your shove 

I'll be frank 
I won't be long 
my heart sank 
to hear your song 

The song was loud 
it burned my ears 
inside this shroud 
with all my fears 

Upon your grave I softly lay 
the flowers of your world's decay 

don't take control 
when left again 
don't tell a soul 
about my sin 

T'was merely rage 
you know me not 
but in this age 
it was the shot 

Ring the words are spewing forth 
I'll flee this world and travel north 

My shot which kills 
all mortal men 
as glory spills 
again...again... 

The world knows not 
of my dark crime 
I'll grant the shot 
just one...more...time... 

And as you lie within your grave 
Know that you are e're my slave!