The morning light shone across the surface I had hoped Canoe Lake would be like this
The constant financial pressures Were constricting my creativity
A black canvas stalked my nightmares Night after night I had the same reoccurring vision So I thought a therapeutic fishing expedition Might help remedy the darkness which had been consuming me
But sadly it only brought my blackened revelations To the next extremity
As I pushed off the dock I basked and reclined In the serenity
This was exactly what I needed seclusion and peace But after a short while I was distracted By a faint line of smoke rising in the distance
When I approached the two men by the fire Quickly they turned and shuffled away I was startled when the third one attacked me from behind
The deserters worked quickly carrying my lifeless body Towards the water's edge
There I was laid to rest in my shallow watery grave I sunk beneath the surface floating adrift amongst the logger's forgotten rotting stumps
My assailants walked away Swaying ignominiously Running from a life of violence Brought them closer to it than they could have ever imagined
Now they are cursed to the life of the damnedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
