This is what happens when I binge watch too many crime/horror shows on Netflix. Also, I wrote a rock song in the hopes of redeeming myself from the tripe I served up last week. Here's a little song about a big bad wolf. I even included the lyrics in this one!
lyrics
Hear the church bells a-ringing
Hear the pounding of the rain
Feel the coldness of water
Running down your face
Hear the static of footsteps
Slowly crushing autumn leaves
A forest in the night time
Listen and it sings
Misty mountains and moonlight
And the howling of the fates
Smell the moss, the cold decay
Ain’t got long to wait
Smell sweetness of cedar
The trees fly with barren wings
The forest in the night time
Listen and it sings
Say you love me, say my name
Say anything you want
And I’ll love you just the same
Stop your struggling, it’s okay
Never will know pleasure
Without tasting all my pain
Feel the blessing of kisses
Carved your name in ancient trees
Wanted to know your mind, girl
I’ll bring flowers in the Spring
Paid you a little visit
Even gave you golden rings
The forest in night time
Listen and it sings
The moon went through it’s phases
Looks like it’s my time again
I hear the bells of solstice
My satisfaction, it wanes
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