dancing with the demons in our minds

a/n: for c/p

the song of skeletons

imprisoned in the ground

i still hear it

blowing through the air

in the arms

of the dying sun

/

i hear whispers

i hear shouts

singing can calm them no longer

they tell me,

"don't you remember?"

as if i

will ever

forget

/

everyone i've killed

is a skeleton now

their being peeled away

they are just a shell

they are withered and gone

but i

can feel them

(it's almost as if

they are right

here)

/

bones

all i see

all i hear

all i feel

bones

and the song of skeletons

long, long gone

imprisoned in the ground

i took their lives

they have claimed mine

-end-

(i'll let you decide who this is...)