And then I saw the shadow man, standing and staring intently at me. His eyes unwavering and his stance ominous still as the wind blew cold.

"where am I? Who are you? What do you want with me?"

"I am the shadow man, The killer shadow, I have been here all along, But you cannot see me until you are dead. So welcome to my hall"

"But if i can not see you until I am dead...." I start and then stiffen up. For the shadow man had finally won, I realise with fear. I could not see him till I was dead, And now i understand why. Because the shadow man is really my soul, and it was now free from my bones.



Wishing for heaven:Hoping for hell either way I know where I fell.

Take me to the palace. In the clouds or under ground. Either way I know who must be found.

Wishing for a dream. Having to live reality. Wanting to make the jump. Somebody come get me. Majestic wings or burning claws. Golden crowns or twisted horns. Either way I will not be alone. Friends above and friends below. Who cares if the minds of two created them all.