Shade

Shade

There are a million shadows that live in my eyes,
They told me their stories and they cleared the skies.
From the gods that once lived in peace, they were shot
And we left them in heaven, left them to rot
And the shadows found my hand and they took it and said
“Among these people walk the people who are dead,
Can you tell the difference, my precious from the mud,
Can you find the ones who scream in their blood?”
I could taste the pain on my mouth on my lips,
The scars on our arms, little grooves, little dips
Where we’ve killed our souls in too many ways
With blood blurring in and covering days
And the sun that won’t shine with out a razor that’s near
((Oh my precious you, the one I hold so dear))
And the stars and the gold and the gems that we found
Won’t look on our faces we belong to the ground
Deep down in hell with angels clipped wings
And the prettiest angel, to us it sings
A lullaby that will never let us cry, let us sleep
For the weak are the ones who cut too deep
And lose sight as the haze and vision all blur
But from the body, no soul is to stir
The shadows keep it there, trapped in pain and decay
And to the suicides, all the shadows they say:
“My precious my weak ones, I draw near
I see your body, and I know what you fear
Let me in let me in, I shout ask once more
Hell draws near now just open the door”
And I shiver, I hear them, the bells, you can too
Listen! They know too much about you
And they dance in the scars of hell rests in bliss
Death has children and no one will miss
When the belt is to good and the knife is too clean
Your life is unworthy, you secrets are sheen
My precious, My precious just let it all go
Sink down where I am, sink down below…

~LateralisticFantasy