Traveling in the shadows,
crawling along the floor
and sliding across the wall,
They slip into your heart
and help your true self bleed away.
The spare drips of innocence licked away
As pain and lust envelope everything.
A dark demon that is the most foul,
not because of strength or cunning,
or power of fright,
but the Power of persuasion when you're in plight.
NO need for sight when led astray,
Broken limbs and broken hearts
stumble and tell you, you are here to stay.
Where the damned and wicked lay.
What did it was no faith,
you lost it in childhood
where the memory slowly decays...
And trust can't help you either,
When the sinners of the world at it all.
They spit it out at your feet
and stood by as you watched it melt away.
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