We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas
Metal detectors and locked rooms political correctness ruining our schools zero tolerance for crayon guns higher learning dumbing our young
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains