I would describe it as an invisible darkness casting a shadow, a blinding black guarded by hope, my soul is kept from the bloody claws.
Look beyond, what vision lets me see time after time, unneeded misery holding tight to my dreams I own no price for you I grip them tight and hope for sight.
Open my eyes wide to see a moment of clarity confusion gone, it's in your hands your turn to ask why.
Life is like a mystery with many clues, but with few anwers to tell us what it is that we can do to look for messages that keep us from the truth
I told you once but I will say it again when you live the flesh it is the beginning of the end it will take you in it will spit you out behold the flesh and the power it holds passion is a poison laced with pleasure bitter sweet one of many faces that hide deep beneath it will take you in it will spit you out behold the flesh and the power it holds touch, taste, breathe, consumed deja-vu. already knew from the first encounter but know I know to let go of words to speak no more like a wind upon your face you can't see it but you know it's there, when beauty shows its ugly face, just be prepared.
Passion burns like fire carried by the wind the end of a time, a time to begin it builds you up one way and tears you right back down, a time to begin the end of a time.
Drifting into the lives seep into the soul where emotions hide dark skies were beating me down with shadows of deceit slashing at trust till it forever bleeds with doubt, with pain, with trust is pain.
When you think of me in your multidimesional mind, try and wash the "evil" from your mind and open it.
When you taste the truth you will see like others before me, to you I am past, a story to tell tell it.
You may think you own the end take another close look at the script
Look down at the body you may see no trace of wounds but in the eye the eye of the beholder one cannot asume.
Not a drop of blood is drawn but you know how it bleeds beware of the sharp edged weapon called human being
It is a shield of passion and strong will from this I am the victor instead of the kill
I will not feed your hunger, instead I bite the pain looking not back, but forward I bite down hard try to cover up the trail of deceit and daggers spawned from your soul
Acid, the tears of remorse flow in vain, too late for regrets save it for the next ill fated game.
What pain will it take to satisfy your sick appetite go in for the kill always in sight-prey the time always right-feast feed on the pain-taste sorrow made flesh-sweet live how you want just don't feed on me if you doubt what i say i will make you believe shallow are words from those who starve for a dream not their own to slash and scar
Big words, small mind behind the pain you will find a scavenger of human sorrow scavenger abstract theory the weapon of choice used by scavenger of human sorrow scavenger
So you have traveled far across the sea to spread yor written brand of misery
