Been up for 3 days only 3 more to go
like watching water turning, slowly to mold
St. Anthony behind the walls while the demons cry for more
Anything inside the glass, stealing-just a little more
Give up the Hurt inside, find an odd coloured rose.
Ashenputtle loved the night and the darkness should know.
The turning tides of Neptune's brides could have triggered a fall
Saving silver spinning gold with a hearse for them all
You've never seen the door and you'll not likely know, You need to leave before you go.
Been up for 4 days only 2 more to go
Like watching your friends turn to dust in the road
leave the Djini walk outside. Only desert sands know,
40 days of scorching rays and you've yet to find the toll.
