>Hunting the Ghosts of my Mind<

They come to me every night
When I lay awake on my sheets
These little beasts, these greedy needs
They own the dark and ban the light
I won’t obey them nevermore
Won’t kill the woman I adore
I will not take what is not mine
Destroy no little things so fine

They whisper words so beautiful
Enchanted with their magic tongue
They whisper words so merciful
To cover me in their own song
But I keep open wide my eyes
Shut out their truly spoken lies
And hold my senses keen and kind
As I’m hunting the ghosts of my mind

They come at night so many times
And one night they have really won
Cause I don’t have strength to carry on
They make me follow all their rhymes
I pull the knive and strike it through
The woman and her lover, too
I cannot stand, and take what’s yours
Down my fingers their blood pours

They whisper words so beautiful
Enchanted with their magic tongue
They whisper words so merciful
To cover me in their own song
My senses crash, their words break through
Cannot decide what’s false, what’s true
Illusions guide me, make me blind
As now I’m hunted by the ghosts of my mind

 

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