[jimmy]

The woods

Silent woods sound whisper，
Something strange swept across my sight.
As darkness close on,
The evil arise,
And axe rose,
Blood burst forth.


Sleeping Kitty suddenly bray,
Nothing unusual seen but the dark.
As the poor heart calm down,
The lamps off,
Eyes on you,
Maybe bloody axe also.


Should you sleep soundly?
Or just lie in you bed?
Although God is not with you.
Clasp the axe,
Tear up the dark,
And light shine you.