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The Dwelling Place...

The Dwelling Place...

The Dwelling place of demons where temptation is a mistress,
A place of debauchery, saucery with a sweet taste that's endless,
Seeking dark mythical visions with a snake around my neck quilted, 
Tighter as it squeezed, breathless with every crease, seeping guilty liquid.

Come on down to the dwelling place,
Where you meet yourself face to face,
Come on down to the dwelling place,
Where your stories still haunt and never fade...

To the dwelling place where echoes of spirits whisper the concrete corridors,
Where the walls are the coldest on earth and memories of torture soak the floors,
From a place where seductive lace becomes a devilish playground, 
To a deep dark secret that crawls the tunnels of the ancient lost and found.

Come on down to the dwelling place,
Where you meet yourself face to face,
Come on down to the dwelling place,
Where your stories still haunt and never fade...

Laughing at the sins committed willingly under the feeling of freedom,
Honey stained lips and a sugar cane kiss is the only thing that's breeding,
A throw of the dice brings religion, heaven and hell,
A place where madness reveals that your soul is an empty shell.

Come on down,
Come on down,
Walk on down to the Dwelling place...

Step by step to the church of ill repute, Following the breadcrumbs of sinful fruits,
Upon the path where barefeet roam,
Remains a place for the desired soul.

So...

Come on down to the dwelling place,
Where you meet yourself face to face,
Come on down to the dwelling place,
Where your stories still haunt and never fade. 

They will never fade...

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Nine Eleven

Definitely written from a perspective of man kind and all we have become, brilliant story telling Wayne, hope you have a good Christmas. 

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Wayne Stubbs

You got it in one! Yeah don't know where that came from last night haha, thanks for reading and commenting, merry Christmas! ☮️💜

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