HorrorIn dreams, I run amok in Olden Day streets,damp with filth and disease.I'm like a pale-faced Demon, running wild.Raping, pillaging.The victims I take, wail to the Harvest moon.Begging their God to forgive their sins.Sinners, innocents, 'tis no matter.They are Flesh just the same.I take no bias in flesh tone, religion, age.Flesh is Flesh.Blood is blood.Life just is.Life is a gift.A gift that can be taken away,Just as easily as it was given.
SurrenderI'm letting go.No longer caring.I'm leaving it be,Never touching.Why did I hold on so long?It was only ever a faint whisper,A soft cry at best.The sporatic callings of an unforseen future.The never ending spiral of a confusing life.A good, but utterly confusing life.I'll be at peace.I'll finally rest.As I lay me down to sleep,I pray the Lord,My soul to keep.Fluff my pillow,and make my bed.For soon hereafterThere I will forever lay my head.
LessonsThe truth is that you never really cared.Never knew, nor cvared to for that matter.You went through life thinking everything was going to go your way,But you were wrong.You were alone that night.You were always alone, never having the time for other people, and never being bothered by that.You never saw any women, or men come to think of it.Ah, you were listning to Vivaldi, as usual.Nothing ever changed with you.I can still hear "The four seasons" ringing in my head.Why you trusted the New York streets enought to FORGET to lock your door will always make me wonder.Really, it's not like I can ask you anymore.You should have said 'yes!'Should have made time in your life for women.This would have made this a lot more plesant if you had.You left your door unlocked again, you silly boy!That's perfect! It gives me easy acsess, gun in hand and hopes set high.I found you!You were asleep on your Hoity-toity, fancy couch.You were so cute, and I hated you f
Please.Talk to me, tell me its okay.Come to me, and make it all go away.It hurts me, makes me cry.Makes me feel like I should just go die.I lied, and I feel bad.I feel as if I always ruin what we could have had.I've made you mad, I've made you cryAll at the hands of a secret, or a lie.I'm sorry, but now there's nothing I can do.No possible way for me to make it up to you.Forgive me for my lies,Forgive me for my wits.I know someday you'll go away,and its because you'll of lost your wits.I'm sorry for what I've done,But please, forgive me.For I love you unlike anyone.
I walked the line.Tie me up and gag me,Stick me in a shed.Beat me up and Torture me,Do it till I'm dead.Take your little can of Mace,Empty it in my eyes.So naive to think you wouldn't touch me,Can no one hear my cries?Take a Knife and make little cuts,Running down my spine.Why did I say you'd never hurt me?I'm paying now, a fine.You picked up a baseball bat,And hit me in the head.It only takes a strong two or three,Untill I'm good and dead.Pick up the shovel and the Axe,Chop me up real fine.Feed me to the piggies,Oh, on what a lovely meal to dine.
BrokenBound and broken,Tied in a knot.Who'd of thought tonight,You'd of fired that deadly shot?The first one dropped me, writhing in pain.The second one killed me, it went straight through my brain.You lifted my head, and over it put a bag.You already had lots of cleaning that you couldn't do with a rag.You duct-taped my eyes, and in my mouth you stuffed a sock dreanched in shout.For it would cover up the smell, and stop the blood from running out.You picked up the pen, and wrote out a note.And stuffed it in the pocket of my mock-argyle coat.You rolled up the rug, and stuck it in your trunk.Down to the river, where at last I sunk.You drove away, without a care.The duct-tape peeled, leaving a cold dead stare.Years have passed, Now my body is safe and sound.It's a game of hide-and-seek. My soul won't rest 'till you're found.