As the mid night hour approaches
The lone samurai
Comes in for the kill
Everyone gather round
Or off with you head
I say I am shōgun
In my own demented
World.
As I see that lives are like
Nintendo
I do anything to get blood and power
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
Everyone gather round
Try not to get burned
Alive by the
Camp fire
For the ninja
Are blood thirsty
Mother fuckers
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
Watch out everyone the
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
Is coming to chop the locks
Of maidens
Out of jealousy
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
The vampire shōgun
The samurai witch
Watch out in the ooku
Your blood
Will be drained if you are beautiful
Of person.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Midnight : poems |starting
PoesiaMight night is the darker version of colours, where I talk more about mental health and mental illness. As well as things that go bump in the night. This talks about my long hard road to hell and back. This poems talk more about what life is like...
