6 September 2012
Another day is ending and my heart is all a-glow As my halo casts a shadow on the riff-raff down below I lie here in my smugness sweetly contemplating how The Lord has made me righteous - far more holier-than-thou. I've climbed the stairs And I've said my prayers I'm practically a saint! Oh, how you all must envy me! (I find that rather quaint)
But wait....
Shhhh!
What is that noise I'm hearing in the stillness of the night? A distant kind of 'rattle' from the cupboard to my right....
Then the realisation hits me as my 'righteous' blood turns cold And beads of sweat form on my brow as the terror takes it's hold Now the rattling's getting louder and I whimper like a pup As the skeletons in my cupboard all conspire to stitch me up!
Pure As The Driven ... Slush • Opuss № I