i feel the heat on my face but i don't

know where it's coming from

my Best Friend looks at me and says

stop, drop, and roll

i search my skin for flames

this stuff i s getting old



wake up now

lift up your eyes

feel my pain

realize and recognize

i call your name

time has come

you are numb



the hunter coats his knife with

blood one winter's night

licks the blade that takes his life

masked by the elements

his senses unaware

an eternal mistake

that left him lying there



but he did not know

the future his actions foretold

and he did not feel,

the blood that made him real