“My conscience plays upon me now”…

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What are we afraid of…
The dead will tell no lies…

Everything we’ve hidden…
All the things that we despise…

Like skeletons in the closet…
Locked away from view…

Each of us has them…
Every year we add a few…

Memories so painful…
Of all the things we did…

Darkest black and secret…
And all we were forbid…

We knew what we were doing…
Had the freedom of choice…

The fruit we ate was bittersweet…
Laced with Satan’s voice…

Now we keep them quiet…
And try hard to forget…

Moments where we came undone…
Actions we now regret…

But memories cannot hurt us…
Unless we let them out…

So keep them locked up tight…
Don’t succumb to inner doubt…

Accept we all have demons…
Not one is beyond reproach…

None of us are flawless…
As we ride in life’s stagecoach…

It’s part of the experience…
And all part of life’s plan…

Temptation comes in many forms…
For either women or a man…

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But Eye know what you’re afraid of…

Eye see it in your eyes…

Everything you’ve hidden…

All those sins you can’t disguise…

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“You are who, who you are”…

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Accept your hands are tied…

Accept this is your fate…

Accept that this is it…

Accept that it’s too late…

Accept it’s who you are…

Accept this is your life…

Accept the good, accept the bad…

Accept the double edged knife…

Accept the crazy situations…

Accept whatever comes along…

Accept life’s song is out of tune…

Accept that you’re so very wrong…

Accept you make mistakes…

Accept you’re far from perfect…

Accept no good will come of this…

Accept it will end in regret…

Accept there is no escape…

Accept you’re not in control…

Accept this is a problem…

Accept you’ve sold your soul…

Accept life’s one long story…

Accept it’s no fairy tale…

Accept the twists, accept the turns…

Accept you’ll sometimes fail…

Accept those who need you…

Accept they’re fucked up too…

Accept their stories never add up…

Accept that nothings really true…

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Deny the truth to others…

Deny whatever they may say…

Deny all those accusations…

Deny them till your dying day…

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“I married my wife of the day of the eclipse”…

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Twenty years…
Of the love delusion…

Twenty years…
Of cupid’s illusion…

Twenty years…
Of fractured vows…

Twenty years…
Only God knows how…

Twenty years…
Of ups and downs…

Twenty years…
Of smiles, of frowns…

Twenty years…
Said it wouldn’t last…

Twenty years…
Hid behind a mask…

Twenty years…
Navigating rough seas…

Twenty years…
Battling the monotony…

Twenty years…
Forgiving, not forgetting…

Twenty years…
Of silently regretting…

Twenty years…
Trying to communicate…

Twenty years…
Watching scars accumulate…

Twenty years…
Of secrets and lies…

Twenty years…
Eye Will Not Cry…

Twenty years…
Of lies and deceit…

Twenty years…
Can you feel my heartbeat…

Twenty years…
What’ve we done to each other…

Twenty years…
Will we ever recover…

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“And dreams hang in the air”…

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Look inside your memory…
None of this is real…

All you think you know…
See or touch and feel…

Everything’s a mirage…
To deflect what’s going on…

Life is one big film set…
You’re a lyric in its song…

All that is around you…
Is just one big illusion…

“They” rely on compliance…
And thrive on your confusion…

Step back; you can see it…
And try to break through…

Escape from all those chains…
And you’ll witness life anew…

It’s not what you thought…
Or how you once believed…

All that has been taught…
Is how “They” have deceived…

We work for the rich men…
Who laugh at the poor…

If you think there is equality…
You need to reveal more…

And understand what’s going on…
Outside your buried head…

Because people are so wicked…
And won’t care when you’re dead…

Start to ask some questions…
Don’t stop; just keep on probing…

Once you’ve got your foot in….
The door of truth keeps opening…

Allowing you to dig a little deeper…
Scratch the surface of your life…

It’s a place filled with misery…
Tears and death and strife…

A place where all innocence…
Is cruelly ripped away…

A place where no one notices…
The beauty of a dawning day…

A place where liberty in death…
Is the only one true freedom…

One thing we can all agree…
This is no Garden of Eden…

It’s time to stop the dreaming…
See things for what they are…

They call this “Hell on Earth”
That’s more truth than lie by far…

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“She’ll come slowly rising, on the air”…

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She found the letter…
And read the words…

She fell to the ground…
Her cry scattered the birds…

She laid there in shock…
Just couldn’t take it all in…

She didn’t know what to do…
Didn’t know where to begin…

She was enveloped in sadness…
Became shrouded in black…

She couldn’t ever accept…
He was never coming back…

She became so isolated…
Felt so goddamned trapped…

She was blinded by the pain…
Knew she would never adapt…

She loved him so much…
But felt so empty inside…

She craved his smell…
Needed his hand to guide…

She felt so alone…
Like life had no meaning…

She became a shadow…
Only seen in the evening…

She could not see…
Knew the silence would last…

She couldn’t move on…
Was entombed in the past…

She had believed in forever…
And dreamt of growing old…

She could not cope…
As depression took hold…

She lost the will to live…
And decided to get out…

She swallowed the pills…
Without hesitation or doubt…

Then she found him again…
As he sat waiting for her…

The couple finally reunited…
In Death’s cold, hazy blur…

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“All the things, come back to you”…

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The Angel’s decent, strangely began…
In a random encounter with a Chinese man…

Who spoke quietly, all about his life…
The trauma, the troubles and all his strife…

About how he fought for everything…
Before he taught his soul to sing…

Steven Tyler sang as she went on her way…
“Dream on” were the words she heard him say…

“All the things, come back to you”…
Was the warning in this surreal tune…

But the Angel didn’t listen to that warning…
Her course was set until the morning…

And with the wind beginning to build…
The night air was becoming strangely filled…

With the scent of something so unknown…
And into turmoil she was utterly thrown…

As the eyes of a Demon came into view…
It was one of those moments that feels so true…

Burns down to the core of your very soul…
The spine-tingling moment you lose control…

She looked at him and he stared at her…
For just one second she would honestly swear…

There was a point of connected clarity…
And from that moment, she could not see…

Blind and powerless he led the dance…
She began floating in a half dazed trance…

Wandering down life’s darkened street…
And in an instant she felt the heat…

Of Hell’s burning flames calling out…
As her head was filled with thoughts of doubt…

But the Demon was much too strong…
She became enchanted by his sweet songs…

He held her in his powerful sway…
Through winding streets and alley ways…

He intoxicated the rain filled air…
Yet by his side, she just didn’t care…

The Demon tempted and pointed to drink…
As she began to fall, she began to sink…

The world she knew just melted away…
Reality blurred, with no hint of dismay…

As fallen Angels began setting their traps…
Under the cold moonlight, she collapsed…

And became a different version or three…
The kind she’d never let the real world see…

Jumping from one planet onto another…
It was only then that she discovered…

Something so different, something so refined…
And in a stolen moment, lips intertwined…

As the world around faded from view…
She forgot everything she thought she knew…

And whilst Hell’s fire burned bright and Red…
The Demon invited her into his bed…

But at the point of no return…
As the Devil danced and the flames did burn…

The Chinese man once again appeared…
This time older, with a Grey beard…

Said “Wait, it’s not too late,
Don’t give in and become this Demon’s first mate.
All is not as it seems,
Free yourself from this Demon’s dream”…

The words struck deep into her heart…
And she & the Demon, did reluctantly part…

When she awoke to face the new day…
She lay there wondering what to say…

It had felt like the most vivid dream…
And she let out the most silent scream…

Her soul now scarred and ripped forever…
But with little remorse as she ascended to Heaven…

The Chinese man never again returned…
But his words carried deep into her soul and burned…

Now Steven Tyler keeps singing his haunting song…
Whilst the Demon sits in Hell, where he belongs…

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“Lately, words are missing from now on”…

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Immersed in the silence…

Standing high above…

Away from all the chaos…

With the view of a dove…

Looking down upon them…

Invisible to them all…

The only time they’ll notice…

Is when the ground halts her fall…

She doesn’t know how she got here…

Her day has been a blur…

But the voices keep on talking…

And she’s no strength left to defer…

As this moment has been coming…

She’s grown darker by the day…

Her demons kept tormenting…

Her depression wouldn’t go away…

She’s been looking for an answer…

She’s been praying for a sign…

An end to her inner turmoil…

By some heavenly design…

But the gods have not listened…

Despite all the preachers lies…

Leaving her no other option…

But to sever all her ties…

And as she stands there gazing….

At what lies far below…

She thinks of her family…

Who just didn’t want to know…

The friends who didn’t notice…

And never heard her pleas…

Whist the voices in her head…

Finally forced her to her knees…

To this point of no return…

A place of darkness and despair…

Where her life has no meaning…

Amongst a pile of unanswered prayers…

Leaving only pain and anger…

Pushing her closer to the edge…

And in a desperate bid for freedom…

She steps off the ledge…

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