PHANTOMS
Haunting phantoms in the nightMy soul full of fear and fright
Cries of pain and anguish
Death my only wish
Cold fear in the pit of my soul
Waiting for my end to toll
But then hearing a voice of hate
Tell me of my horrid fate
A lost innocence haunts my past
And this pain, in life, will last
But I must battle the daemons within
Knowing where it must begin
I put away my shinny salvation
And try to hide my devastation
For in the game of life you mustn't be weak
And never comfort seek
So I face the visions of lost love
Visions of a stolen child
With eyes and temperament so mild
I ignore the chants of hate that call
And hide the tears of blood that fall
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