Down in the catacombs
Rhys, David and me
Looking for danger
Insolent, free
Our bloodied hands
A warning sign
Destroy all that’s innocent
Everything fine
Down in the catacombs
Rhys, David and me
Only fools trespass
Down in the mines
We’re what is waiting
We’re what you’ll find
Slicing your skin
Eating your pain
Dust to dust friend
You’re all the same
Only fools trespass
Down in the mines
Hell’s destination
Follow we three
Pay the pied piper
Nothing is free
Life’s but a shadow
Gone in a blink
No time to run now
No time to think
Hell’s destination
Follow we three
Down in the catacombs
Rhys, David and me
Hell’s destination
Follow we three
(c) Helen M Valentina 2017
Almost lyrical. Excellent, Helen.
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Thanks John! 🙂
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