The Door

Knock knock

No ones Home

Just an Empty House

That We Call Home.

Another Tym,

Another Place,

Another Door,

Another Face.

 

Knock knock

The Sleeper Stirs...

“Who Breaks my rest

and Slows my Pace?”

 

Knock knock

The Door Swings wide...

A Traveler Enters

and tries to Hide

 

Out... OUT!

Licentious Fiend...

But I Awake

and Find IT’s Me...

What's going on...

I don't know...

It's just a Farce

Another Show...

 

Awake AWAKE

it's Time to go!

 

And Raise The Beast

That You Call Home...

 

 

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