“Safe in the wide open arms of Hell”…

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Remember, remember, remember…
It’s harder than you think…
A lonely dark night in November…
Distraction began with a drink…

Always trying to look forward…
Forever chained to the past…
Memories totally alcohol blurred…
Actions that happened so fast…

Eye…
Fly…
High…

He always liked to watch…
It’s what he once believed…
Swallow another scotch…
It numbed as he deceived…

Trying hard to stay in control…
Amid flashbacks of torment…
The dancer sliding down the pole…
Adults who would consent…

Fly…
Me…
High…

One moment in time gave him wings…
The belief he could indeed fly…
A giant amongst conquering kings…
Now guilt simply asks why…

Stop, stare, are they seeing this too…
A direct effect of the lies…
It’s above the beyond, focused out of view…
Only hindsight makes people wise…

Eye…
Won’t…
Cry…

And so it comes full circle…
His brain can’t handle the truth…
A story of Hyde & Mr Jekyll…
The finger now pointed at you…

Remember, remember, remember…
It’s harder than you think…
A lonely dark night in November…
Seduction began with a drink…

Eye…
Fly…
High…

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“Eye spy the worst place, in the world”…

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This is a true story…

One that’s seldom heard…

But whispered in dark corners…

And ignited by the words…

That are never spoken aloud…

In fear of what they’ll say…

As someone is always watching…

Each minute of every day…

In a story that encapsulates…

The true meaning of desire…

Of the sinful undertakings…

That flicker in Hell’s fire…

A story that gets buried…

Out of sight, out of your mind…

In a land full of deception…

Where distraction is designed…

To drag each and every soul…

Deep into its Black depths…

Where the depraved simply exist…

And the sinner simply regrets…

But is no longer capable…

Of pure thought and deed…

Which was instantly replaced…

By the Devil’s evil seed…

That has taken a firm grip…

Entwined around cold hearts…

From the very first moment…

Like a poison filled dart…

Piercing each and every soul…

And infecting all their thoughts…

Removing all the goodness…

And the innocence once taught…

This is the story of demons…

A story of pure evil ways…

Where nothing is ever sacred…

And nothing will ever stay…

Covered up or hidden…

As this story will always be re-told…

And if you didn’t heed the warning…

Eye spy a fool playing with Gold…

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“You soon find, you have few choices”…

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Many are the voices,
talking in his mind…

Vicious and destructive,
angry and unkind…

Always pointing out,
all his many faults…

Where he could do better,
it’s a constant assault…

That drives him to drink,
all this madness away…

Opening a new bottle,
each and every day…

A sip as he awakes,
a shot during work…

And when nobody notices,
he allows himself a smirk…

He knows it’s a problem,
but drowns those thoughts away…

Buring Devil’s deep inside,
to face some other day…

Infecting blood with alcohol,
poisoning his brain…

He can’t remember a time,
he felt sober and quite sane…

And strong enough to fight,
the demons in control…

Who weaken his defences,
whilst feasting on his soul…

Leaving blurred memories,
of what went on before…

Images of his childhood,
so painful and so raw…

But he has the anaesthetic,
that quickly numbs his pain…

And it’s easier than fighting,
through the wind and rain…

So he drowns out the voices,
that stalk his weakened mind…

Living in a drunken haze,
leaving real life behind…

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“Sometimes everything is wrong”…

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He’s writing down his tears…
Describing what he feels inside…
Everything hidden over the years…
All these feelings he’s denied…

Each silver teardrop that falls…
Recalls a memory from the past…
Locked behind his walls…
Each one bigger than the last…

Exploding onto every page…
They erupt out of his mind…
Filled with anger, laced with rage…
Most are vicious and so unkind…

These are words he cannot say…
Emotions that fill him with dread…
They are the source of his decay…
Like a torture chamber in his head…

Making each day a constant grind…
And leaving him so uninspired…
Peace in his soul, he struggles to find…
His mind is so mentally tired…

It may never make much sense…
And it’s so hard to understand…
Some days the pain is so intense…
Sometimes he just can’t expand…

As his heart is full of darkness…
His soul broken, ripped and torn…
She’s the cause of all his sadness…
And for her, he’ll always morn…

Forever chasing her shadow…
Because he couldn’t save her…
And burning in her afterglow…
This guilt he can never transfer…

In a river of blood, he must swim…
With a heart that’s made of stone…
Hurting all those around him…
As he carries this pain alone…

So he’s writing down his tears…
Describing all the hurt he feels inside…
Her face will never disappear…
Nor the screams she desperately cried…

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“I once was blind but now I see”…

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Entered in Nineteen Seventy Three…

Born into a dysfunctional family…

In a world verging on insanity…

With so much confusion for all to see…

Emotional blackmail the silver currency…

Each word spoken with bitter cruelty…

Used to pile on such painful misery…

That eroded any chance of purity…

And clouded any kind of clarity…

In regards to his true identity…

Requiring years of cold, hard therapy…

And would end so very horribly…

Sapping any dregs of sympathy…

From people in the industry…

Who laughed at the turmoil of history…

And derided all his claims of tyranny…

Leaving his tears to fall wearily…

Questioning all remaining sanity…

And whilst others mocked his sincerity…

His best laid plans were made secretly…

Never leaving it to serendipity…

And forging a life of mystery…

In a world removed from visibility…

Whilst creating the unique ability…

To experience life so stealthily…

And grasping every opportunity…

To dine in the Devil’s own company…

Becoming the man he wanted to be…

Despite acting so fucking childishly…

And the pleasure ending so painfully…

Locking away memories without a key…

As the storm raged on, so violently…

And “THEY” attacked, so silently…

Whilst he tried to carry on defiantly…

Becoming an outcast of society…

But carrying his scars so eloquently…

Alongside his quest for sobriety…

A battle he fought so privately…

But would never end up positively…

For the child who became inevitably…

Lost since Nineteen Seventy Three…

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“Eyes, burning a way through me”…

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She floats like a butterfly…
But stings like a wasp…
That girls a fucking nightmare…
Avoid her at all costs…
So beautiful and delicate…
But do not be deceived…
Don’t let your eyes betray you…
Her lies must not be believed…
 
She has a way about her…
That simply draws you in…
Captivates your heart…
And that’s where it begins…
The journey of your lifetime…
Strap in and hold on tight…
As she’ll pierce your very soul…
And keep you awake at night…
 
She has no guilty conscience…
Or a sense of right or wrong…
She walks on the wild side…
Entices you to come along…
One minute she’s in tears…
So gentle and so soft …
The next she’s a conqueror…
Holding your heart aloft…
 
She’ll set fire to your soul…
And burn you to the ground…
Bury you so very deep…
You’ll never ever be found…
She was an insane infatuation…
Every schoolboy’s fantasy…
But reality was different …
And it was never meant to be…
 
You meant nothing to her…
But she told you this was real…
You fell hook, line and sinker…
As you negotiated a deal…
A deal with dark forces…
The kind you don’t understand…
You were out of your depth…
And she never lent a hand…
 
She just stood there laughing…
As your whole life fell apart…
Swiftly moved to someone else…
That’s where their journey starts…
But you have got to pick up…
The splinters of your shattered life…
Was it worth all this heartache…
Was she really worth all this strife…
 
She floats like a butterfly…
But stings like a wasp…
Now she haunts your nightmares…
She’s the glitter in the frost…
But you have learnt the lesson…
Never again will you be deceived…
Don’t let your eyes betray you…
This girl’s a fucking soul thief…
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“Hide your eyes and hide your tears”…

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Catching her reflection,
in the dirty window pane…

Not recognising the woman,
the sad image contains…

Eyes just blankly staring,
not giving any clues…

Of the insanity behind them,
or the weapon that she used…

Eyes once full of promise,
of innocence and hope…

That her actions tore apart,
leaving behind two empty holes…

Entry points into her soul,
which is now so dark and black…

Too late to make a difference,
too late to bring him back…

As she paid the price for flying,
too close to the abyss…

For the mistakes she made and
the venom in his kiss…

She knew it from the second,
that she saw his eyes…

And she melted in the moment,
falling headlong for his lies…

But as he ascended to heaven,
her brain went into shock…

Beginning a downward spiral,
one that she could never stop…

Leaving behind this broken shell,
becoming numb to any pain…

Without the strength to carry on,
or try to begin again…

Now she sits there staring,
blankly through the rain…

As the condensation gathers,
on that dirty window pane…

Remembering how she killed him,
but never explaining why…

Or regretting her evil actions,
that kissed his soul goodbye…

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