I hear whispers of a devil
enchanting me for a so called heaven
I hear the voice of sin
uncharted, unrested, yet so blissful to listen.
I hear his agony, demanding in persistence,
I can feel him around,
I try to disobey, yet this beautiful sound
makes me succumb,
and as I fall to the ground,
he hails for my weakness:
Come, my son, come,
for you have been re-found.
A black abyss,
under the dome,
A dark eternal loneliness,
my own new home.
I cried myself to sleep
the pain was yet too deep,
I submitted to his will,
yet his will for me is to be a sheep.
Strayed in no man's land,
I betrayed my own beliefs,
I conquered my own world,
to seat him on the throne of my own fears.
Hope,
Despair,
Life,
Death,
A life of lust.
of what was supposed to be disgust.
enchanting me for a so called heaven
I hear the voice of sin
uncharted, unrested, yet so blissful to listen.
I hear his agony, demanding in persistence,
I can feel him around,
I try to disobey, yet this beautiful sound
makes me succumb,
and as I fall to the ground,
he hails for my weakness:
Come, my son, come,
for you have been re-found.
A black abyss,
under the dome,
A dark eternal loneliness,
my own new home.
I cried myself to sleep
the pain was yet too deep,
I submitted to his will,
yet his will for me is to be a sheep.
Strayed in no man's land,
I betrayed my own beliefs,
I conquered my own world,
to seat him on the throne of my own fears.
Hope,
Despair,
Life,
Death,
A life of lust.
of what was supposed to be disgust.
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