I am lost and all alone
Though the devil has my soul
I am forever on my own.
I feed the demons in my head
With soothing pictures all in red
Though I try to fill this hole
I know that soon I will be dead
I run the gauntlet without eyes
I test the patience with my lies
My heart is black as burning coal
I am the master of the flies.
I am a servant to the bones
I am lost and all alone
Though the devil has my soul
I am lost and on my own.
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 1:58 AM
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