I’ve chosen to walk
A lonely road
Where ravens squawk
As time erodes
Where the devil talks
Through whispered codes

I walk along
A dark wooded path
Where the nights are long
And I face Satan's wraith
Everything feels wrong
There's no turning back

The more I wander
The more I stray
More time to squander
The days away
So much time to ponder
The end of days

Darkness is falling
The Earth is dying
The Devil's calling
The news is lying
It's all so appalling
There's no denying

This path I roam
Is filled with sorrows
Nowhere feels home
Too many tomorrows
Too Many poems
Spreading my woes

The Devil follows
He tempts my soul
But my soul is hollow
So still I stroll
This pain I swallow
And it takes its toll

I can not save
This doomed planet
We've dug our grave
Satan's enchantment
Has made us slaves
Bloodshed is rampant

And when we crumble
I'll shed no tears
The devil mumbles
In our ears
So we stumble
Year after year
As the end draws near

I sat down at a table with all of these people on my back
I cracked open a bottle of sin, unhinged my locks
Believe it or not, every one of them started to talk
Carefully treading, as once they open their mouths
I fear these hydra heads will never retract
Once you walk out of that blue and into the black
There's no turning back.
From the dark corner of this table, the bottle was passed,
As Mortality poured himself a glass.

He showed me his family, showed me his life
Rolled up his pant so I'd see twenty needle scars on his right
Putting his hand to my heart, making it slow
Before stopping completely, he looked in my eyes and let go.
His skin was scratched raw and hands felt cold as ice
Before passing the bottle he said just three words
"Don't think twice"

The next man to take a sip, was the waiter
With bags under his eyes and tattered shoes
He'd seen success but also knew how to sing the blues
His mind was taxed with stress
His credit was maxed with debt
But still saw the world he was blessed
He gave a small smile as he walked
And laughed his troubles away

The last person to join my scene
Was a child unsure of where he'd been
But saw this place with such realistic clarity,
He rarely trusted the strangers before him
Getting lost in his world of papers and pens
Just pretending that this was a good time to live
In a cage of a mind that rattled through the night.
Before all my demons disappeared, he pulled at my shirt
And whispered "It's going to be alright"

If I could dance with all the shadows
In the night, when humans don't stir
In the softest, darkest hallows,
Squinted eyes, all the lighting blurs
Through the seconds of time passing
In moments, slept by most
It's not funny, but I'm laughing
To this little world, I am a ghost

Down the streets, uncrowded
I walked bustling places at noon
But in this witching hour,
The earth can be the loneliest room.
In dim lit lights, I see myself
Through mirrors of stores closed
The most comfortable I ever felt
As the softest wind just blows.

If I could dance with all the shadows
They'd want me all for keeps
The darkness would slowly creep
Taking me to the darkest gallows
As if I was theirs for them to take
So run and run all the way home
To a place so very known
Until the world soon becomes awake

Once there was a boy all dreamy-eyed questioning  where in life he'd go
Now, he is a young man and still he doesn't know

Silly little girl
Don't fool yourself
They've seen your scars
Just don't wan to help

Little do they know
How much could change
With three little words
"Are you okay?"

The sadness remain unchanged
Lingering...!

Even empty air
seems interesting
when you've got stuff to do.
I just stare
at the ceiling,
but oh, what a view.