How do I forget your terrifying appearance,
So sinister and repulsive,
The virulent glare of your eyes,
The deadly influence of a spell stealing over me.
I'm fighting for my recovery,
Momentary quietude,
You penetrate deep into me,
I'm fighting for my recovery,
Nothing more,
My right of territory.
Stealing treacherously upon your victim,
And inflicting the fatal wound,
A virus lurking,
From within the cicatrix.
I keep it in and hold it down,
Quiet only for a moment,
Keep it in and hold it down,
The hidden raging madness.
Keep it in, and hold it down,
Keep it in, and hold it down,
Keep it in, and hold it down.
YOU ARE READING
Crackle
PoetryPossibly the darkest collection of songs that I've written, to date. Also, that's my own artwork on the cover. Published under my Wandering Faith moniker.
