Line In the Sand
Line in the Sand
Savage claw,
And wicked tongue
Hollow heart
A Hundred years young
Can you remember?
We've met before
Lucifers den
His ravenous maw.
The time before last,
You saw me then
Wet Alabama
I was younger then.
Dressed in black
With your card,
Your hollow eyes,
Questioned me hard
No way in,
At that time
Spurned your poison
I was luckier then.
This is the last,
I really did see
The same look;
your eyes,
questioning me.
Unblinking and focused,
From a much older time
Mine were open,
But I was blind.
You did work hard,
For I am hard to find.
Even your smile,
Far from kind.
Visit me not,
Ever again.
Keep away,
From the hearts of men.
When we meet,
In the other place,
I'll watch your eyes,
Not your face.
Next time we meet,
You know what I'll say,
"Get thee behind me"
Were thou shalt stay
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