THE VOICE OF REASON

no warnings,no premonitions
no owl hooting,no frog jumping all day
it will all happen in a snapshot
like a hill fog throughout the land

eagerly waiting for nightfall
the reign of the silent queen
to dart into the darkness
to stalk on its prey
to cover its eyes
to draw blood
it will all happen in a snapshot
like a hill fog throughout the land

with the nature of being sly
it will play 'round with you
elusive words
happy moments
there's a grin in the face
as you fall into the trap
don't judge by its cover 
when it's too late
it will happen in a snapshot
like a hill fog throughout the land

the sudden laughter
of the wolf in sheep's clothing
as you fall into a grave 
six feet under
it's not a fantasy
neither is it a myth
it will all happen in a snapshot
like a hill fog throughout the land


@ongerierick