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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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Into Temptation” by Crowded House

Echo Chamber…


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Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
I don’t know if I dare…
Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
Ever expose myself bare…

As it’s so overwhelming…
This power you create…
The silver lines you’re spinning…
Just connect and resonate…

Painting pictures in my mind…
Planting music in my soul…
Your voice is full of kindness…
I’m simply under your control…

As you have this capability…
To extract me from reality…
Into a realm of total fantasy…
Do you realise what you do to me…

Oh Lord, Oh my Lord…
I’m blessed by your presence…
Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
I worship your very essence…

For in your generous company…
I cannot begin to focus…
When your eyes glance my way…
It’s witchcraft, it’s hocus pocus…

The spell that you have woven…
Transcends all time and space…
It transports this mortal being…
High above this Earthly place…

And I wonder if you see it…
If you know exactly how I feel…
But we can never speak of it…
That’s the twisted, fucked up deal…

So it’s hidden from conversation…
It’s buried deep down inside…
It resides in my echo chamber…
A secret carried till I’ve died…

Oh Lord, oh sweet Lord…
You simply drive me wild..
And in my darkest dreams…
I become your Heathen Child…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Heathen Child” by Grinderman

Hiding In The Darkness…

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Stood in the corner…
Sat facing the wall…

Hiding in the darkness…
Running away from it all…

Dodging flying bullets…
Of real life responsibility...

Looking for distraction…
And chances to feel free…

Disguising all her fears…
Disgusted by her thoughts…

Dealing with the Devil…
It’s so tense, it’s so fraught…

Ignoring all the signals…
Running in the wrong direction…

Orchestrating from the shadows…
She’s perfecting misdirection…

Whilst searching for something…
Sugercoated in sweet lies…

Desperate for that someone…
Who makes her feel alive…

But reflections in hotel mirrors…
Are fucking with her head…

And all she ever thinks about…
Could never ever be said…

Her guilty mind’s mentality…
Lays on the floor of the ocean…

Trapped beneath the rocks…
And concealed by dark emotion…

She sees no way out of here…
No chance of an escape…

She’s the sum of all her history…
One she could never reshape…

She can’t change her story…
Erase the twists and turns…

And what lies before her…
Are unscripted lines she learns…

Makes it up as she goes along…
Ignoring the rules of fate…

Points the finger of blame…
With each and every mistake…

Now she’s stood in the corner…
Resting her head against a wall…

Hiding out in the darkness…
Running away from it all…

Trapped by her situation…
The weight of responsibility…

So she seeks out dark distractions…
And the chance to distort reality…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Flying in the face of love” by Neil Finn

 

 

 

Wizard of Oz…

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I’m floating above…
And I’m reaching beyond…
I’m the Wizard of Oz
And all that belongs…

To you…

Belongs to me…
Open your eyes and see…
How it’s so fucking easy…

Behind my velvet curtain…
Through the smoke and mirrors…
The old art of distraction…
The chains that bind; your painful reaction…

As my anger fires…
Your humble soul expires…
My electricity, lighting up the wires…

I treat you mean…
Like Steve McQueen…
And it keeps you so very keen…

I’m the Wizard of Oz…
I can be cruel “just because”…
I’m the Wizard of Oz…

And you…

You belong to me…
Don’t you fucking see…

You’re under my spell…
Trapped in this vacuous hell…
The spot where you fell…

At my feet…

Devil and Angel would finally meet…
So simple…
So humble…
So innocent and sweet…

But you burnt up in my heat…

Wilted in the presence…
Of the Wizard of Oz…

Because…
Because…
Because…

You’re my prisoner by choice…
Not permitted to raise your voice…

You’re under my spell…
Enchanted by this Infidel…
The lies that I tell…

The stories I weave…
The way I mislead…

I’m the Wizard of Oz…

I’m injecting your dreams…
Applying my posion so liberally…

I’m infecting your visions…
As you sleep so peacefully…

Making you so god damn hungry…

But only for me…

Your heart is swollen…
Your pure soul is stolen…

And in death we shall be…
Entwined for all eternity…

Together forever…

Yet still together alone…
I’ll never rest under stone…

As I’m the Wizard of Oz…

Flying above and beyond…

My red hand holding wilted roses…
Pockets filled with dead posies…

A cheating heart and a broken soul…
But always, always remaining in control…

Always breaking my promises…

To you…

And to us…

As I’m the Wizard of Oz…

Because…
Because…
Because…

I can…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song :”Red Right Hand” by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

Mask Slip…

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What do you see…
When you’re staring at me…
Are the cracks beginning to show…

Can you see through and behind…
When I’m acting cruel and unkind…
What do you really want to know…

Where my minds at…
With whom I’ve been sat…
How I’ve spent my dough…

Who I’ve been with…
In the world where I live…
Whose cheeks I’ve given afterglow…

What I’ve been saying…
Those games I’ve been playing…
What feelings are beginning to grow…

Could you handle the words…
If I sang like the birds…
Mask to slip; truth to flow…

If I twisted the knife…
If I ruined your life…
Told you all about Moscow…

The things that we did…
The pleasure I’ve hid…
Basking in Lust’s dark shadow…

How different it feels…
How much it appeals…
Chains, whips and pussy willow…

Yet it’s not what you seek…
Not this time; not this week…
But one day my guilt will show…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song :”Where Did I Go” by Justin Currie

 

The One…

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She spoke a private language…
Only he could understand…

Transmitted unspoken messages…
By the touch of her magical hand…

She infected all his dreams…
Sent him spinning at first sight…

Her spell was all encompassing…
Stole his days and all his nights…

At every single opportunity…
He would find the time to play…

With their secret conversations…
Firing up his mundane day…

As games of Truth or Dare…
Wasted away the minutes…

Sending lust filled messages…
Pushed boundaries; pushed limits…

They became friends with benefits…
Behind locked hotel room doors…

Their clothes eagerly removed…
Her underwear fell to the floor…

Revealing her flawless body…
One that’d fallen to this earth…

A stunning brown eyed angel…
Beyond all material worth…

As she laid naked beside him…
He would feel not a shred of shame…

It was like a Hollywood movie scene…
But this was no longer a game…

Her lips were so damn sweet…
Passion burned behind her eyes…

And reaching deep into his soul…
She pulled him in-between her thighs…

But the gravity of the situation…
Began to weigh heavy on his mind…

She’d become a deadly addiction…
He simply had to leave behind…

Now she’s a guilt laced memory…
The cause of his eternal disgrace…

She remains his only regret in life…
But one he refuses to ever erase…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song :”On the Level” by Leonard Cohen

Soul Searching…

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“Is this what you want?”…
She quietly said…

Searching for a sign…
As her words struck his head…

He assessed the situation…
Within the darkened room…

Another sinful interaction…
Another nail in his tomb…

Admiring her beauty…
Her matching underwear…

Under Lust’s influence…
He really shouldn’t have cared…

But the voices began talking…
Distracting from the moment…

And stood at a crossroads…
He really couldn’t comment…

He wasn’t sure what he wanted…
But she really was all his…

This stunning fucking Goddess…
Like a Queen Mermaid fish….

Surrounded by an aura…
Like no other he’d ever met…

From the minute he saw her…
Common sense began to melt…

And in that stolen moment…
All his fantasies became real…

But it wasn’t like the movies…
There was more to this deal…

The heavy weight of guilt…
The magnitude of it all…

He was high above the clouds…
It would be a long, long fall…

And pausing for a breath…
He tried to soak it all in…

Burned the vision in his mind…
And then tried to begin…

But his words were so futile…
The feeling overwhelmed him…

And in a moment of weakness…
Began a night of pure sin…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song :”Make it always be too late” by Del Amitri