“I figure I’ll be damned, all alone like I began”…

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My time will come,
that much is true…

And I will be judged,
but not by you…

As all my sins,
will be uncovered…

And all my lies,
will be discovered…

And any punishment,
will be handed down…

By a higher force,
wearing a thorny crown…

Not by someone,
with their own agenda…

Whose views on life,
are narrow and slender…

Someone who really,
has never lived at all…

Only sits in judgement,
watching others fall…

Getting pleasure from,
everyone else’s failure…

On the moral high ground,
becoming such a hater…

But your arrows are blunt,
they can no longer hurt me…

I know my failures,
I’m the one who sees…

The bigger picture and
the unedited version…

My whole life experience,
each and every diversion…

Away from the path,
that’s straight and true…

Straying into the shadows,
hiding out of view…

But that’s my problem and
none of your concern…

Worry about yourself and
just leave me to burn…

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“All the innocence lost at one time”…

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She lived her life…
Without living at all…

Her senses numbed…
Always fearing the fall…

With no electricity…
And without excitement…

Walking on the safe side…
Of life’s hard pavement…

Until one day…
A switch was flicked…

Deep inside her head…
She became bewitched…

By the simple notion…
Time was running out…

She began to scream…
And began to shout…

Rebelling against…
All that she knew…

All that she’d learned…
All she had held true…

And took to the water…
Infested by sharks…

Where the Devil resides…
Firing his poisoned darts…

As she sleepwalked the day…
Only awakening at night…

Where the cover of darkness…
Blocked out the light…

Her morals blinded by…
A new found treasure…

Disguising the things…
Bringing new found pleasure…

That left her thirsting…
And lusting for more…

Now this was “living”…
Of that she was sure…

Now she lives life…
Never fearing the fall…

Her senses alive…
Not caring at all…

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“She lies and says she’s in love with him”…

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She can’t keep opening her veins…
Just for your entertainment…

She’s not a puppet on a string…
To be left out on the pavement…

She can’t keep on playing…
All your stupid fucking games…

Listening to you calling her…
By a hundred different names…

She’s worn out by your insensitivity…
And sick of your disregard…

For the fact she bruises so easily…
Each time she lets down her guard…

You simply take her for granted…
And treat her like such a fool…

You never give her any credit…
It’s like she’s back at school…

She’s not sure she can take this…
And not sure she can carry on…

You’ve ripped the heart from her…
Without caring what you’ve done…

Because you’re so wrapped up…
In your quest for domination…

Walking over other people…
And crushing any inspiration…

Sucking up helpless souls…
Before casually spitting them out…

Not hearing their pleas…
Ignoring their desperate shouts…

And treating those close to you…
With such utter contempt…

That it becomes impossible…
To make any realistic attempt…

In keeping up the pretence…
At hiding her hatred and distain…

Because all it is doing…
Is causing her anguish and pain…

As you’ve had the best of her…
She’s been your entertainment…

So now it’s time for her to leave…
And free her heart from this torment…

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“I’m in the fire, but I’m still cold”…

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In a blood Red room

The little man danced…

All was now ready…

Nothing was left to chance…

As the giant warned…

It was happening again…

And the White haired man…

Was becoming insane…

As he looked into a mirror…

That reflected back the beast…

A demon’s eyes staring…

With it’s powers increased…

Such a force of pure evil…

Walking with the fire…

It infected this weak soul…

Driving a murderous desire…

That was forged in the forest…

Whilst flying with the Owls…

Stood wild and naked…

As the lone wolf howled…

Now possessed by this spirit…

He dances with the girl…

His next helpless victim…

He’ll soon remove her soul…

And dispose of the body…

In such a calculated way…

So nobody would suspect him…

Or the Devil they must slay…

But careless clues are given…

In dreams that keep on coming…

Each one revealing something…

And a song the beast is humming…

Will soon be his undoing…

And it’s true identity revealed…

Whilst letters under fingernails…

Will finally begin to yield…

The answers they are looking for…

In the dramatic final act…

When the demon is exorcized…

And this case is finally cracked…

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“If he’s truly out of sight, is he truly out of mind”…

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She says that he has changed…
But can’t really define how…
Says he is so very different…
From what he was, to now…

Still with the same face…
And carrying the same name…
But something is now missing…
It no longer feels the same…

Says she feels the difference…
From the man she used to speak to…
And the smile when he sees her…
Is now easy to see through…

As she searchs for hidden meanings…
In his words and his actions…
Which leaves him feeling defensive…
And looking for other distractions…

So she’s now closed her eyes…
As it all feels so painful, so cold…
And closing up her ears…
Refusing to believe, whatever she’s told…

Instead choosing to attack…
Through anger and frustration…
And though time and space surrounds…
There’s little hope of salvation…

As no matter what he says…
Or how he tries to defend…
She doesn’t hear him like before…
And it looks like it’s the end…

So he quietly walked away…
With a bruised and confused head…
Never quite understanding…
Or agreeing with what’s said…

Just retreating to the shadows…
Back where he belongs…
Between the light and the dark…
Dodging the right and the wrong…

As she has really changed him…
But he could never define how…
He just feels so very different…
From what he was, to now…

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“The little that he sees, is nothing he concedes”…

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Broken, full of doubt…
He stands crying in the rain…
Shouting; “What’s it all about”
Praying someone will explain…

His tearful eyes are open…
But his tired mind is closed…
Yet he keeps on hoping…
For the truth to be disclosed…

Demanding; “Why does life go full circle…
From cradle to the grave…
Who decides my life cycle…
Am I just their slave”…

He’s always looking for the answer…
And begging for a sign…
From the Devil and Voodoo dancer…
To the flame upon the holy shrine…

He’s been forever searching…
But never finding peace…
Always ends up cursing…
False Prophets and the Priests…

No answer to his question…
One that’s old as time…
Not a hint or a suggestion…
Just life’s mountain left to climb…

He doesn’t know where he’s going…
Unsure even where to begin…
Not sure what he’s doing…
Should he laugh, cry or simply give in…

Every moment he wants to scream…
Every second he feels despised…
Because nothing’s as it seems…
He refuses to believe the lies…

Faithless, full of doubt…
He stood alone in the rain…
Trying to work it out…
Is life really worth this pain…

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“I will come to you at nightime, I will climb into your bed”…

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He held her in his arms…
As she drifted off to sleep…
Wondered what she was thinking…
What secrets she may keep…
What was she now dreaming…
As the Sandman took a hold…
The room was slowly spinning…
Even asleep, she’s in control…
 
So beautiful, so peaceful…
He held on so very tight…
It had all been so surreal…
On that dark and crazy night…
But now he lay there wondering…
In a dazed and confused state…
How did she infect him…
What had bewitched this date…
 
Was it fate’s twisted game…
Or were dark forces at play…
Was all of this simply witchcraft…
Would it wear off the next day…
Why had she chosen him…
She could have had anyone…
He was dirt on the ground…
She blazed brightly like the Sun…
 
The beauty and the beast…
They couldn’t be more apart…
Yet she looked at him spellbound…
Like he’d somehow drugged her heart…
Or cast a spell upon her…
Like a wizard from ancient times…
Leaving her so intoxicated…
She’d succumb and intertwine…
 
Did he corrupt her innocent mind…
Like a modern day Dorian Gray…
Or was she the one who swayed him…
And made sure she got her way…
It all got so confusing…
And fucked up both their heads…
Now he lay there in wonder…
Gazing at this Goddess in the bed…
 
And held her in his arms…
Never wanting to let go…
Hoping time would simply freeze…
Knowing Hell beckoned down below…
It’s where he was now heading…
As the Devil now owned his soul…
The payment for these beautiful things…
And punishment for losing all control…

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