Here, take this with your food.
You inevitable helpless fool.
A puppet used among the shores of Hell.
You must listen to the bells that will never tells, or yells.
Listen, You stupid tool!
There's a princess, you see.
Dressed in the moon and covered in pearls, galore!
But sad, she is. Far from bliss.
For she has never had a real kiss.
Run with me. I'll make sure we'll stay out of sight and out of mind.
Never to be pestered by our own inferior kind.
My abominable secret of tricks and treats.
Wrap me in the shroud of my own delightful defeats.
A puppet to thee.
Because a puppet I will forever be.
A snake to my heel.
Always to hear and feel.
And likewise, my heel to ****.
Oh faceless princess of my darkest dreams.
Is this all my humanity can bare?
Perhaps not. My brightest Nightmare.
Oh, heartless queen, how long must you torment me, so?
Bury myself six feet down below?
Here stranger, I give you my pen.
Use it as you see fit.
I don't mean to be mean, but is it lit?Your flame, I mean?
Because mine is not.
My candle is in many knots.
Lots and lots of convoluted and intricate knots.
Care to take a whack at them?
You're better off holding your breath and counting to ten, my friend.
Over and over, again.
Now please, if my princess won't return to me by ten o'clock,
Show me the way to the nearest glock.
Maybe just sleep. Forever.