Demonic ****** with snake like eyes
evil little slits, the devil don't cry

Melting flesh under blackened soul
the ruler of hell, his wrath unfolds

Infecting the mind of many a man
reigns down on the innocent because he can

Relentless, vile, wicked by choice
leave him no room, he'll steal your voice

That sweet old lady that lives next door
watch her closely, for shrouded dark core

He is winning the battle on earth
in disguise he'll widen his berth

He'll take you soul, at first chance
won't know what hit you, not even a glance

As we get deeper into his realm
he's in control, he's at the helm

When nightmares invade your peaceful sleep
it's him you see, your mind he'll keep...

Even in the darkest beast, one can find beauty.
If they look through the eyes of love.
Seeking a fading light, just out of reach
as the heavens reign from above.

Too soon, two souls become one,
While two hearts are left longing.
Darkness melds upon two minds
they're chemistry is haunting.

A connection so strong it spans the distance.
Feelings are so real,
one can feel the others touch.
Yet both their hearts will heal.

The realm of desire turns to ash
as the moon sets low upon us.
to need you so bad and not to receive
we both shall turn to dust.

Feeding off the dismal past
true love it will prevail.
two shadow;s dancing in the night
their friendship will not fail.

Tempers flare as longings go unfilled.
Both fighting an attraction that can't be real.
he has instilled a certain reality,
she now begins to feel.

A calmness in the darkness, a silence so surreal.
they dance within the keyboard,
in lacy shades of teal.
They both live in a fantasy...knowing it can't be real.....

Society dictates who we are
barbies fake and leaves a scar
we allow this everyday
little girls lost in hips that sway...

Models, runways and magazines
throwing up lunch in porcelain dreams
we allow this everyday
bullying, cutting crimson grey...

36-24-36  for who?
leave it be, doesn't have to be you
we allow this everyday
girls are depressed, that's not okay...

The day will come to realize
it's not their fault they wear disguise
we allow this everyday
it's a shame is what I say...

As I drive the razor evermore so deep
my wounds getting wider, opening to seep
my arms now screaming
as though yearning to weep
no longer myself, am I able to keep...

A frail soul and a twisted mind
a shocking truth of the altered kind
beaten, battered, feeble and weak
no longer myself am I able to reap...

To exist in torment, not my passion
staying barely alive in societies fashion
scar tissue abound, skin tone ashen
I seek no one, not a bit of compassion...

Hurt as I know it...a comfortable burn
releasing my anguish, at every turn
bullied, degraded and left all alone
when I swing from the rafters
I'll be finally at home...

You tease me softly as not to please
my mind it melts from extruding ******

A torture chamber in my brain
your words to me leave ***** stain

From your mind I can't abstain
my darkened soul has yet to Drain

A dismal fate that love ignores
impossible grace, from ***** chores

The one you seek is spoken for
she points a finger, theirs the door

You return in the dead of night
you know you shouldn't, your mind you fight

Broken vows are not a choice
you refrain from evil voice

You slip back into your deep dark past
stepping over your heart, it's beat it's last...

Steam punk vengeance
and mechanical parts,
steel and springs
and broken hearts...

Organic reality
all but lost,
love drifts away
body parts tossed...

Cable and gears
evil oil infusion,
unable to speak
lost in confusion...

Forever lost
in Obsidian dreams,
violence and hatred
hanging from beams...

Ripped, torn
broken and beat,
drenched in evil
as good retreats..

i

The inner sanctum of my mind
is sick and twisted locked in time
thoughts run ramped, congealed and sour
I'm lost among you...

ii

A darkened realm of oblivion
a door to nowhere, to many keys
wrong choices, chaotic voices
a dead man strolling a black rose garden...

iii

You live your life, the wife, the cash
I live in fear of death, drowning, electrocution
a cutters way from rafters sway
you can find it, any given day...

iv

The pain, the sadness
the empty shell
life is sometimes a living hell
a little deeper and blood will flow...

v

Come what may on dismal ears
live your granted time, full of fears
staggering through with thoughts of mayhem
hold yourself in contempt...

vi

Why harm myself, I find that strange
inflict on others my hate and rage
I wont cut you, not at all
I'll drive it deep to the hilt...

vii

Walk among the fearful masses
a killer born every minute
I pulled the number
lucky me...