It was the way he said my name that broke my layers of resolve not to cry.
I was weak, just like always.
Why did i expect this time to be different?
To hurt less simply cause I didn't want to cry?
It was the seriousness in his voice, I think, which tripped me up.
He really wanted out.
I was desperate, homicidal even.
I didn't want to be alone.
The shadows scared me.
Following me around like a tracker,
I couldn't help a shudder everytime I caught sight of one.
They grew and shrank in seeming unison.
I clutched his robes and begged.
I will do anything, just don't leave me alone.
They might hurt me.
I have lost everything.
Please oh please I don't want to be alone.
My cries fell on deaf ears.
He had turned away, his face like stone.
This was time to pay.

No need
To look so deep
No need
To think too much

What’s on the surface
I want to show
What’s behind that
Smile
What’s behind that
Laughter

Stays behind it

An illness, it plagues me
It causes great misery
My screams go unheard
I hope Death comes to claim me

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

The Demon came one night
And to me, it spoke;
"Come make a pact with me,
And your pain I'll turn to smoke"

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

You walked into my house
So generous and kind
Of how innocent you were,
So innocently blind

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

The transformation completes
Oh how good it feels
To be free of pain and suffering
The bell of liberty peals

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

A day is not long,
I must start acting
If I want to stay,
You must be dying.

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

Alas, you have struggled,
Valiantly played.
But you cannot win me,
The pact gives me aid.

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

Give it back?
This body, I will keep
They say "finders keepers"
Leaving the losers to weep.

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

For a day, I said.
For a day, you'll stay.
But not if you die,
Not if you, I slay.

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

This is the final leg,
Your power abates.
For all the love I've missed,
Ahead, it awaits.

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

Goodbye, my dear friend
You've helped me a bunch
Your body stays with me
And with mine you leave

You're such a good friend
I know you will help me
Come to my house,
And help set me free

The Demon behind
He waved his hand
Laughed, and left
When the camera panned.

His quirks…
fascinate me.
He…
fascinates me.
I am…
Fascinated.

He draws me in…
with his eyes.
Those same eyes…
alternating blue and green…
that once led me to believe…
he and I…
could be…
One.

I resolve…
to hate him.
If only to save…
myself.
But myself refuses…
to be…
saved.

The only way…
to protect…
myself…
is to avoid…
Him.
His quirks.
His eyes.
His smile.
His laugh.
His jokes.
His lies.
My pain.

And so…
I hide.
Within the safety…
of myself.
And I know…
he will not find me…
here.

For he has never…
bothered…
to look.

And then his eyes…
meet mine.
And my resolve…
breaks down.
And the walls…
come down.
As my guard…
goes down.

And I…
once again…
am drawn in…
by the quirks…
by those eyes…
by those…

fascinating…

Lies.

Her eyes, always watching
Those green-grey giveaways
She looks up as you walk by
A few seconds is all it takes
To see her life, to see her pain
She smiles, pretending it isn’t real
But she knows that you know
Her smile fades
But her gaze remains
Only a moment longer
Until she looks away
Captivated by the rain
Cascading down the window pane

Flesh so soothing, a depression so strong,
A life so short, a misery so long.
A heart that's pure, with a touch of decay,
Words of slaughter, bitter blasphemies to say.
A God of the throne, a God in the dirt,
The evil of humanity, the supremacy of hurt.
A whisper of agony, a stench of audacious,
A corpse to taste in all your forged graces.

It is what it can't be, its not what you've said,
I take no blame for the nine inch nails in the dead.
The rope to devour, I refuse his blood,
To catch in the mouth, and swallow the mud.
Worship the gruesome sight with fear,
Wait for your judgment as it treads itself near.

Scream of the Hollow, shutter of harrow,
Lets worship a creature without a better tomorrow.