Hunt: Showdown 1896

Hunt: Showdown 1896

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๐‘ณ๐’š๐’“๐’Š๐’„๐’”
Dried her tears

these four years gone

An unmarked grave

the setting sun

Be still my dear

don't cry don't cry

for soon you will be at his side

Dark was the night

its wings were red

spread cross the sky over thousands dead

Be still my dear

don't cry don't cry

for soon you will be at her side

Death is no man

Death is no wraith

Death is a bird flying

Death is no man

Death is not fate

Death is a bird flying

Flying

In that one night

ten thousand gone

walked with them we sang this song

Be still my dear

don't cry don't cry

for soon you will be at her side

Dark was his face

Shrouded in cloth

And in his hand

He held a moth

He let it fly

And took my hand

Said would i take him home again

Be still me dear

Don't cry don't cry

For soon you will be at her side

Death is no man

Death is no wraith

Death is a bird flying

Death is no man

Death is not fate

Death is a bird flying

Flying

We think of death unholy end

but I will take you home again

In the night you pray

In the night I fly

And sing to you

death's lullaby
1 Comments
PixlrLixlr 1 Feb @ 6:35pm 
this is cool just for the fact i could hear a song playing as i read that. Love the post โ™ฅ