Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Stay within,

not under,

as the devils dance begins,

the wind starts to sing,

a wild ride in store tonight,

we thrust to the left,

we stumble to the right,

a calling from below,

a thunder from above,

tainted blood floods the shores,

feeble minds race to war,

a shock wave rides,

deep down the track,

now your fucking lost,

in the rain,

and the pain,

everyone’s a hypocrite,

and no one gives a shit,

take on the system,

you ain’t gonna be forgiving,

miles down the track,

never coming back..