Post by Carillus on Sept 14, 2009 20:52:27 GMT 8
He's making a list...
Boom. Boom. Boom.
He's checking it twice...
Fireworks went off overhead, a kaleidoscope of red, white and yellow flashing through the night sky.
He's gonna find out who's naughty or nice...
Kamin walked down the crowded street, stepping carefully to avoid bumping into other people. The sound of squelching snow filled the night.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Someone was still moving. Kamin raised her Walther P38 again.
Boom.
Blood spouted from the wound, drenching Kamin's already red tunic a deeper shade of crimson, like the crimson snow that lay all around her on that jolly Christmas eve. Snow drenched in the lifeblood of countless bodies, scattered across the frozen ground.
So, you better watch out, you better not cry...
Kamin raised her pistol. There, with his back to the wall, was a solitary figure, sweat dripping from every pore of his body, mixing with the red in the snow and turning a sickish pink.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why...
Her wings shone, dazzling in the night sky. Her eyes were as red as the crimson moon.
"Merry Christmas, old man. Here's your present for the night."
Boom.
Santa Claus is coming to town...
Boom. Boom. Boom.
He's checking it twice...
Fireworks went off overhead, a kaleidoscope of red, white and yellow flashing through the night sky.
He's gonna find out who's naughty or nice...
Kamin walked down the crowded street, stepping carefully to avoid bumping into other people. The sound of squelching snow filled the night.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Someone was still moving. Kamin raised her Walther P38 again.
Boom.
Blood spouted from the wound, drenching Kamin's already red tunic a deeper shade of crimson, like the crimson snow that lay all around her on that jolly Christmas eve. Snow drenched in the lifeblood of countless bodies, scattered across the frozen ground.
So, you better watch out, you better not cry...
Kamin raised her pistol. There, with his back to the wall, was a solitary figure, sweat dripping from every pore of his body, mixing with the red in the snow and turning a sickish pink.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why...
Her wings shone, dazzling in the night sky. Her eyes were as red as the crimson moon.
"Merry Christmas, old man. Here's your present for the night."
Boom.
Santa Claus is coming to town...
