Crumbling book pages in soft candlelit night,
Battle cries and Lullabies sing out wrong and right,
A sword to a harp and eye for an eye,
In nights falling on battle some rest and some die,
Some lay alone,
Asleep in their dwellings,
Others fight and fall,
An empires rebelling,
A voice for a voice,
A song for a bellow,
One roaring so fierce,
One so soft and mellow,
Ghosts haunt battlefields,
Not saying goodbyes,
Dreams sing to sleepers,
Their sweet lullabies,
Blood on one mans hands means peace on another,
Fighting for freedom means killing a brother,
The sacrifice of thousands means we may peacefully sleep,
Like sheepdogs fighting the wolves and protecting their sheep.














Comments
you taking some stuff for dreams like that?
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"I'm not going to say anything inspirational, I'm just going to swear a lot"- Billie Joe Armstrong
'Listen here, give a cheer for all the broken'- MCR Welcome to the Black Parade
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"If I had a hat, it would be very tall and very simple and very braith and blithe and bonny."
We were the only ones left in the building, and all of the lights were out except for the lights on the games (which were still on for some reason), so it was actually very creepy.
For some reason, the Daleks couldn't break into the Chuck E. Cheese's, but Lt. Hawkeye accidentally let them in, and then we had to run for our lives. I took shelter in the play-structure.
A Dalek was "elevating" its way through the tubes toward me, about to kill me. That's when I woke up.
That was a depressing dream... I have no freaking clue what inspired it.
And chuck E cheese freaks me out lol that sounds kinda fun though.
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"If I had a hat, it would be very tall and very simple and very braith and blithe and bonny."
They attacked us by tossing throw-pillows at us, out of which venomous snakes would hatch. I locked the Noah in the bathroom (not sure how), but a couple of throw-pillows made it through the door before I could close it.
Before they could hatch, I grabbed them and brought them into the front room, where I started bashing them with a baseball bat. I don't remember what Happened after that, though.
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"If I had a hat, it would be very tall and very simple and very braith and blithe and bonny."
My bf has a baseball bat next to his bed and I call him the caveman because I have a sword next to mine. He calls me the alien.
It works... kinda...
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"If I had a hat, it would be very tall and very simple and very braith and blithe and bonny."
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