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She spent 20 years inside, Spent all in her harrowed mind. She closed the door, and let the devil in. All these tears have not been lit.
As silence engulfs me, I walk terrified into the room of a thousand mirrors. The first mirror, is fear of rejection. I see myself in there, people around pointing fingers at me.
Clunk .... Clunk .... Clunk .... Walk .... Chunk .... Scar the metal dungeon floor .... Clunk .... Clunk .... Clunk .... Stumble .... Duck ....
Lurking in the murky depths of my mind, he waits. Praying on my weaknesses, causing my bad traits.
I like this part... ~ by (Ronnie James) Dio R.I.P. Do your demons, do they ever let you go. When you've tried, do they hide, deep inside. Is it someone that you know. You're just a picture.
Get out of my head and give me some rest Though it's clear your phantom doesn't get distress You crouch in the darkest nook in my mind Ready to pounce to creep up behind Put the knife to my throat...
Devil in my ear. Sorry but I feel a change is near. A change in motion, a shift in gear. I'm no longer the same lonesome boy feeding you fear. I've even changed my name, and cut my long hair.
Its supposed to be the light to which I am attracted, But I just can't help myself being dragged into the blackness. It's attractive, it really messes with my brain.
Braided rope, you sing to me. You know that I can't cope and only you hear my quiet plea. The time has come, to make a stand. Hear the deathly drum, I am at your command.
It's funny how fear follows us through life. Well not funny haha but funny as in its almost unbelievable.
I linger among the eerie woods. Searching for my soul. No sight, no light, a black sun. Hotter then hot coal. A dark shadow among the trees. It begs to me. "come to me please.". And I run to it again.
~ by Eventide In my head there are places I avoid. Too dark to see and too painful to feel. When I'm awake they are numb by my control but when I close my eyes they arise.
Wrestled with my conscience tried to keep it real Simple curse of a reckless life my schemes turn the wheel Hit the bar drained the glass didn't count the cost Blind believers Self promoters Nothing...
She's there when I wake up. She's there again at night. She plays within the darkness. But she prefers the light. She paints a pretty picture. That gets inside my head. Sure that she'd still haunt me.
No-one sees what your like behind closed doors, Except for me, I watch your moves; your detailed ways, Though why are you the one who cries to be free.
Its like Learning to crawl again; When you're stuck with your head in the ground. The bottomless well has thousands of yells, And the words build up their mound.
Not sure what happened here with this 1, but I went to the dark side......damn!. You don't know me.
The inescapable distortion The creeping, seeping, Reckless insanity Curling round my brain, Twisting my torso into knots It grips my stomach, Squeezes, Leaving me on all fours like a beast Heaving...
I’m fighting hard; I’m trying my best, Trying to find myself apart from the rest. My mind is crazy it’s certainly not a place to be Once you enter the light again you will never see.
I see the store ahead, I'm nearly close to Town. But here comes the swam of demons trying to drag me down.
Here I stand, helpless and left for dead...
I swore I Would walked away, move on to a much better place, I swore I would never pick up a damn drink again, but I'm back in the same joint, sitting at the same barstool with a half empty glass,...