“Everyone I know, goes away in the end”…

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Switching it all off…
Trying to zone out…

My head’s full of trouble…
My mind’s full of doubt…

In need of something…
To remove this pain…

Release the burden…
And ease the strain…

As I’m falling deeper…
And sinking so fast…

You promised to help…
But your promises don’t last…

You walked away…
Not feeling a thing…

On the cliff edge…
You left me hanging…

Ignoring my words…
And numb to it all…

Your callous heart…
Doesn’t care if I fall…

As your ears don’t listen…
Your eyes don’t see…

You were never focused…
On my desperate plea…

We were friends forever…
Until it got rough…

A fair-weather friend…
Once it got tough…

You followed the path…
Of least resistance…

Only caring about…
Your own fucking existence…

Leaving me drowning…
In this pool of self-pity…

Cold and all alone…
In such a heartless city…

Searching for something…
To take my pain away…

And wondering if these pills…
Will be the easy pathway…

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“And these memories lose their meaning”…

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There are moments in life…
You can never live again…

Moments of pure joy…
Moments of searing pain…

Moments of distraction…
Moments of sinful pleasure…

And moments of deep regret…
That haunt you at your leisure…

There are moments of hurt…
That rip out your heart…

Moments of pure insanity…
Never planned for at the start…

There are moments you create…
And moments that just happen…

The ones you didn’t foresee…
But they left you totally flattened…

There are moments you captured…
Now embedded in your brain…

The ones that you dream about…
Watch again, frame by frame…

And moments that backfired…
That became your nightmares…

They haunt you in your sleep…
Pushing you into deep despair…

There are moments you cherish…
Ones that make you smile…

Moments when life had meaning…
And it all felt so worthwhile…

Those moments you rewind…
The ones you try to replay…

Not the moments of regret…
That must be locked away…

And there was a moment of clarity…
When it all came together…

When you realised your path…
Was the route to stormy weather…

And you came to a crossroads…
Where you finally had to choose…

Was this the life you wanted…
Time to stick or twist, bust and lose…

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“There’s a man going around taking names”…

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The underground killer…

With death in his eyes…

An invisible evil…

A perfect disguise…

No one ever sees him…

Or gives a second glance…

His victims are random…

And don’t stand a chance…

As he selects the weak…

Then stalks his prey…

Timing his attacks…

And in minutes they lay…

Dead on the ground…

In a pool of warm blood…

And as he walks away…

The feeling of power floods…

Pulsates through his veins…

Leaving him so elated…

This addictive emotion…

That he alone has created…

And needs to be fed…

When night time falls…

As his thirst rises…

And he hears the call…

Of the cold hearted killer…

That lives deep inside…

Intent on stealing souls…

And enjoying the ride…

On a fairground attraction…

But never paying the price…

Just intent on the killing…

He doesn’t think twice…

As the underground killer…

Has perfected the art…

Of killing them softly…

Then removing their hearts…

Before moving on silently…

Towards his next kill…

Empowered by the glory…

Entranced by the thrill…

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“But how I weep for those who’ve gone”…

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Listen to their voices…

Feel their twisted screams…

A million painful stories…

Wrapped up in horrific dreams…

Carved out by distant dead…

These tales of travellers past…

Etched into our Earths rock…

With images that last…

Of a world that blackened…

As the sun sank into the sea…

Leaving just a darkness…

Within the forests and the trees…

Allowing all the demons…

To reach out and stake a claim…

Infecting like some virus…

The weak and the lame…

Preying on the fearful…

That were ripe for pillaging…

Taking an iron clad grip…

Projecting evil imagery…

Into hearts and minds…

Tearing into every soul…

Removing any innocence…

And assuming full control…

In-between the void…

Where fear and love collide…

Opening up the door…

Where the Devil himself resides…

With the dwarf and the giant…

Who are one and the same…

And the church of no religion…

Is a sanctuary for the insane…

But leaving no escape…

For the beaten and the damned…

Who told their haunting stories…

On stones across our land…

Those who saw it happen…

And left hand written warnings…

That evil still walks amongst us…

In the half light of each morning…

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“I will let you down, I will make you hurt”…

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He never really knew you…
Only knew your name…
It made him feel so sick…
And he carried so much shame…

Deep within his heart…
And so far down inside…
Now that you are gone…
He’s glad that you have died…
 
It removed any doubt…
Or the slightest possibility…
Of ever running into you…
Or him ever having to see…

You with his own eyes…
And talk uncomfortably…
In front of a total stranger…
Behind a mask of bravery…
 
And speak such hollow words…
That would really mean fuck all…
Such feeble conversation…
Where worthless words would fall…

He buried you a long time ago…
Deep within his memory…
Pretended that you didn’t exist…
A ghost no other could see…
 
He moved on with the task in hand…
Of growing up alone…
In another time and place…
And somewhere he renamed home…

Where you did not belong…
And he really did not care…
You were already dead to him…
And a secret he could not share…
 
Because he never really knew you…
And you never took the time…
To even so much as contact him…
And ask if he was fine…

But now he’s all alone…
With doubts, but without you…
Fucking life up his own way…
But somehow he’ll get through…

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“I will let you down, I will make you hurt”…

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He never really knew you…
Only knew your name…
It made him feel so sick…
And he carried so much shame…

Deep within his heart…
And so far down inside…
Now that you are gone…
He’s glad that you have died…
 
It removed any doubt…
Or the slightest possibility…
Of ever running into you…
Or him ever having to see…

You with his own eyes…
And talk uncomfortably…
In front of a total stranger…
Behind a mask of bravery…
 
And speak such hollow words…
That would really mean fuck all…
Such feeble conversation…
Where worthless words would fall…

He buried you a long time ago…
Deep within his memory…
Pretended that you didn’t exist…
A ghost no other could see…
 
He moved on with the task in hand…
Of growing up alone…
In another time and place…
And somewhere he renamed home…

Where you did not belong…
And he really did not care…
You were already dead to him…
And a secret he could not share…
 
Because he never really knew you…
And you never took the time…
To even so much as contact him…
And ask if he was FINE

But now he’s all alone…
With doubts but without you…
Fucking life up his own way…
But somehow he’ll get through…

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