No one can sleep for fear that they will never live to see tomorrow!

The nights are long and cold
all you do is sit on you're ass
hoping, prying
that tomorrow will bring joy
but none come

you are now laying there hopping that he will come
you are looking up at the stars
wishing he would just kill you're sorry fuckin' ass
but no he doesn't

you are still there
now more then ever you wish that you had
listened to you're mother and father
but no you had to have things your way

they keep saying it is his way or the fuckin' highway
you are staring there wishing
but tomorrow will never come.
He loves to see your fuckin' ass in pain

It is dark outside as the death eaters, including you, take their place around the Potter house. You see two green lights coming out of the windows. One downstairs and one up. You thought that there were three people in the house. There it was another green light, but instead of a scream or a cry you hear a giggle. You and a couple of friends go into the house then up the stairs. What they see is not there leader but instead a little baby boy. He had a mark on his head. You are in fearful pain. No one could defeat the master. It wasn't possible. How could on little boy slip through the crack? You run out of the house never to see you're master again. So you think.

As you look back on that awful night you wish that you had gone to find him. You wish that you would have said that you were a Death Eater and proud of it. You wish that you could of gone to Ascaban instead of sitting here rotting you're fukin ass off. If only you had done that. But you were a fool.
He has come back the head lines said. He is even more powerful then before. But you didn't believe them now you are sitting here rotting your ass off. Becoming a living corps. You have spent 13 years in here and it will soon be your time. You will soon be free of the painful pain that has been happing in here. You will be a Death Eater once again. This time you will be true to your master.

The nights are getting longer.
He still hasn't come.
It has been so long
Sitting hear waiting for him

You think you hear him crying for you
but you just can't tell.
You can't tell if it is you
or if it is a trick that your
mind likes to play on you

everyday it gets louder and louder.
You want to get out
you want to complete you destiny
you want to be his sidekick
standing there beside him
killing all the muggles and non believers
for the fun of it

you hear him crying
each day it gets louder
and
harder to
concentrate

finally you are gone
never to return
for you have been sent free..