Da jeg satte på ei halloweenliste på Spotify hadde de sneket inn filmmusikk fra Twilight. I AM OFFENDED TO THE cORE of MY BEING. Skal man ha noe gjort riktig må man gjøre det selv.
Where the viaduct looms like a bird of doom
as it shifts and cracks
where secrets lie in the border fires
in the humming wires
and you know you're never coming back
On a gathering storm comes
a tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
a red right hand
Girls that glitter love the dark
We lace it through our bitter, black little hearts
And then we feign surprise when we see
That those we've loved to love
Have seeped into our poisoned blood
As autumn leaves turn brown, and tumble to the ground,
You'll surely know the Shadow Show's in town!
Pacing slowly round each other in the rain
Our eyes are locked as you unsheathe your sword cane
We know each other, although we've never met
An ice cold gaze you won't soon forget
You swing and thrust, I wrap you in my coat
Suddenly behind you, and my blade is at your throat
You kick and swing your fists and blade and shoe
But all your twitching, pulling, has cut your neck in two
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