“And they take your souls away”…

hypnotized-heads

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They follow him…

Like he’s a God…

Yet he treats them all…

Like his pet dogs…

Abusing his power…

And his position…

Spreading his lies…

Preaching with poison…

He preys on the weak…

The lost and the damned…

To those who are drowning…

He offers out his hand…

As they bow down…

Fall to their knees…

And do anything…

So eager to please…

The one they follow…

And they all adore…

He gives them shelter…

If they abide by his laws…

But they fail to see…

The darkness within…

He’s mentally instable…

Where did this begin…

How did this happen…

What do they see…

In a confused world…

Run by his insanity…

Where he kills for fun…

Offering up sacrifice…

Any of his flock…

Who have no price…

They have no value…

In his warped eyes…

Just his play things…

Under the disguise…

Of being his disciples…

The special chosen ones…

Who stand before him…

With no urge to run…

Because they follow him…

And amidst all their strife…

It’s their humble privilege…

To give him their life…

~

“I’m going down in a blaze of glory”…

fire

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Hands tied and bound…

Tight behind his back…

He never saw it coming…

Such a stealthy attack…

They came out of nowhere…

Taking him by surprise…

Now they simply stand there…

Accusing him of lies…

He’s tied on to a post…

Built upon branches from trees…

And the scent filling his nose…

Is petroleum on the breeze…

Coming under interrogation…

In this kangaroo court…

There is no judge or jury…

There’ll be no afterthought…

Each refusal to answer…

Brings the ending nearer…

He’s trying to be strong…

Yet inside he’s full of fear…

As the baying pack mentality…

Want his blood to be spilled…

And a swift conclusion…

That will see him killed…

Sending out a message…

To their perceived enemies…

That they are in charge…

In order that nobody sees…

Any chink of weakness…

Within their armoury…

Because swift retribution…

Is what this will be…

But he stands strong…

In the face of their hatred…

Knowing that his life…

Will soon be terminated…

And his soul will ascend…

Wearing a fallen heroes crown…

As the strike of just one match…

Begins the final countdown…

~

 

amazing art by http://severeene.deviantart.com/art/Burnt-at-the-stake-28763854

“Too many secrets, too many lies”…

sombras

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In a dimly lit room,
backwards words are spoken…

Falling from the mouths of,
the ones who are broken…

Sat in chairs and stood on tables…
Telling stories from the past…
Words of myths and fables…
Legends made to last…

Where nothing around,
makes any sense…

And feelings run so high,
so fucking tense…

As the Silver light of the moon,
crawls through a window…

In a place behind the trees,
that only they know…

Hidden out of sight…
Only active on a night…
And security is tight…

Invited in by invitation…
Then forced into an initiation…

Removing their disguise…
Blindly covering their eyes…
To intensify the surprise…

Leading to sexual awakening…
For those who are naked and partaking…

And those who watch…
The voyeurs who can’t touch…

They understand the process…
And monitor the progress…

Peering through a window,
into the souls of others…

Connected by secrets,
blood sisters and blood brothers…

As the Devil roams freely…
And the women smile sweetly…
Offering themselves completely…

To those who know…
Who rule this show…
Knowing what they say, goes…

With high expectations…
Laced with utter temptation…

In that dimly lit room,
where backwards words are spoken…

Falling from the mouths of,
the ones who are broken…

~

Song request by shikenkan

“High Ball Stepper”…

images

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He’s the High Ball Stepper
In love with Sgt. Pepper…
Going through life, his own way…
His head is hurting every single day…

Bloody, bruised and feeling battered…
And mentally tired, just fucking shattered…
Lost within his own insanity…
Looking for some sanctuary…

Searching for something or someone to believe…
The people he meets, try to deceive…
Each of their lies, he naively swallows…
Prepared to trust them and to follow…
Paraphrasing every word they say…
Enchanted by their magical ways…
Rewarding them, as he begins to obey…

~

Challenge set by @Elaine_Ewertz on twitter

Tweet me your song request to @eyewillnotcry or email eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

“And they take your souls away”…

hypnotized-heads

~

They follow him…

Like he’s a God…

Yet he treats them all…

Like his pet dogs…

Abusing his power…

And his position…

Spreading his lies…

Preaching with poison…

He preys on the weak…

The lost and the damned…

To those who are drowning…

He offers out his hand…

As they bow down…

Fall to their knees…

And do anything…

So eager to please…

The one they follow…

And they all adore…

He gives them shelter…

If they abide by his laws…

But they fail to see…

The darkness within…

He’s mentally instable…

Where did this begin…

How did this happen…

What do they see…

In a confused world…

Run by his insanity…

Where he kills for fun…

Offering up sacrifice…

Any of his flock…

Who have no price…

They have no value…

In his warped eyes…

Just his play things…

Under the disguise…

Of being his disciples…

The special chosen ones…

Who stand before him…

With no urge to run…

Because they follow him…

And amidst all their strife…

It’s their humble privilege…

To give him their life…

~