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Preying Phantom

SHE SILENCED ME WITH A KISS...

AND HELD MY HEART IN CONTEMPT...

I AM OBLIVIOUS TO HER EVIL I MUST ADMIT...

THE SIN OF LOVING HER COMES AS A GRIN...

SHE HAS MY MIND HYPNOTIZED...

MANIPULATED AND UNORGANIZED...

MY SENSES TRY TO ARISE...

BUT ONE LOOK INTO HER EYES, I MET MY DEMISE...

OH HOW SWEET IS HER LOVELY DEATH...

DANCING AMONGST DEMONS AS I TAKE MY LAST BREATH...

ANGELS APPEAR WITHIN THE DARKNESS...

CRADLING ME AS A CHILD WHO IS HARMLESS...

PLACING THEIR HANDS UPON MY CHEST... 

REPLACING A DIRE NEED OF MY NEXT BREATH...

MY EYES OPEN TO SEE THE SIGHT OF THE SUN...

I GRASP MY HEART TO FEEL THE DAMAGE THAT HAS BEEN DONE...

NO PAIN HAS COME TO ME...

THE SCENT OF HER I HAVE NO MEMORY...

NO MORE VISIONS OF THE DEMONS DANCING...

BUT I CAN HEAR THE WHISPERS OF HER CHANTING...

COME TO ME, COME BACK TO ME...

SHE WANTS MY HEART AND MIND DESPERATELY...

SHE FEEDS OFF OF MY EMOTIONAL ENERGY...

LONLINESS AND FEAR IS HER QUIET SYMPHONY...

SHE LACKS A HEART FOR IT WAS ABANDONED...

NOW SHE ROAMS THE NIGHT AS A PHANTOM...

PREYING ON EMOTIONALLY LOVED HEARTS AT RANDOM...

THE COST OF HER PAIN HAS BEEN AN UNPAID RANSOM...

SHE SEEKS TO DESTROY THE SOULS OF MANY...

FOR HER WHOLE LIFE IS FILLED WITH NOTHING BUT ENVY...

SHE WILL CONTINUE TO DESPISE THE LOVE SHE HAS YET TO KNOW...

BUT ONLY TIME COULD TELL IF SHE WOULD BE WILLING TO LET GO...

SHE'S A PREYING PHANTOM...

 

 

                                                     

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