Where I get this – not known
Now I feel like a running dog.
Dogs always so pity-
Dogs in village and in city...
Why tears, fears, unreal?
Madness inside, outside.
Calling dogs appear,
And can’t even explain why.
Just a large place Where we have to run,
Walking dead walks ahead, feel smell and sound
Hidden alive in stone’s world.
Only sleepy nature-innocent.
Don’t cry,baby,soon you will die.
I am pretend our end
Don’t cry, baby, soon you all die.
Shaking under ground, hide in dark
You have no reason to save your life
But if you really deserve to be survivor
Take the weapon with your arms
And then if you calling me
I’ll appear
Couse true man I’ll hear
Just a large city, city of dead
Danger and horror
Is walking ahead...
But there is little hope to find alive.
You’re not alone, don’t cry.
Running dogs
© Copyright: Джейси Киорданн, 2015
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