queen of babylon
she'll lead u on
into her room
you're not the first
shell kiss you with tender lips
as fake as the light above
then she'll grasp ur throat
there's no escape
u shouldn't be there
u run for the door
but u can't move
you look at the ring on your finger
then u give in to her
u've given up your soul
thats all she wants
so when she's done
your gone
a lifeless body
but ur soul shall foreva dwell
with the temptress
they scream out to you
they want your soul
your body, your all
they are watching u fall
laughing
a hand appears from the heavens
the demons scream and hide
you reach for it
but u've slipped
falling once more
the devil has cast his spell
you face eternity in hell
as you're engulfed by the flames
>reborn?<
they wanna kno why i do it
i slash my wrist
nuthin to it
give the knife another twist
thoughts flooding my mind
searching for inner peace
im looking in the worng places
but i don't think i really want
to find myself
maybe darkness has already won
my soul
i no longer feel any pain
or emotion in my heart
ive missed the chance
for a brand new start
now im stuck in hell
i jus wanna die
don't follow me please
im calling out to you
im a demon now
but i kno the truth
look for jesus
dont miss the chance
to start again
>a muderous mind<
he was normal, once
an ordinary 15th birthday
when the news his father was caught
in jail now, no doubt
as he blew the candles
he made a wish
he wanted to make him proud
morning came
the new spread
by his own hand, his dad was dead
through the tears, a murderous glow
the boy got up
and traded his soul
to be like his father could've been
but a turn of events
the ordinary boy
had himself turned into a
murderer
but he didn't stop there
a madness kicked in
more lives were lost
as the killing begin
the boy who had fought so hard
had lost
These lost souls are misunderstood
This is not a quest for evil
But a search for positive energy
I will come out of this stronger
wiser
I took a razor and cut through the superficial layer
To get in touch with my soul
I had to risk losing my life
To realise how precious it might be
oh dear God, help me
but the possesed part of me
my darkness
wont allow
my salvation
im seeing shapes
everywhere, shapes
in the shadows
they move toward me
in attempt to engulf me
they're gaining on me
the howls, the eyes
my feet are suddenly stuk
in cement
the flames of hell
lurch and lick at my back
i can't face it
screaming
i can't become just another
poor lost soul...