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10/04/2005
Reflecting Hallucinations
[ 02:54 ]
Morbid content
Metallic tang filled the room.
The scent of blood strong,
Thorns. They pricked,
A drop. Red, red like
a rose. Scarlet and pure.
She sees Death, the Soul Reaper.
Her ankh shining, how very ironic and yet true.
For if death is not life, then what is life?
She smiles grimly; a jagged slash of red.
Raising her head; she offers her throat.
Her hands are cold, warmed by Death.
Insane blades, embedded in the empty canvas.
Shattered dreams, pieces of mirrors.
Reflected: A demon.
Draw back, in fear.
Monsters under the bed.
But who is the real monster?
Is it them?
Or simply just me?
Catch the fallen tears.
Glory to the Serpent.
Behead the dragon.
Follow and be led to temptation,
Drink the knowledge; eat the apple.
The red coat, resembles the flowing blood.
The white skin, innocence lost.
Let go. Let go.
Find a release,
Escape from here.
Off to a fantasy world.
It's easy to dream, easy to forget.
Reality hurts, like truths do.
Look into the mirror.
See the snake?
Who is it?
Know it and accept.
Sealed with a kiss.
The scent of blood strong,
Thorns. They pricked,
A drop. Red, red like
a rose. Scarlet and pure.
She sees Death, the Soul Reaper.
Her ankh shining, how very ironic and yet true.
For if death is not life, then what is life?
She smiles grimly; a jagged slash of red.
Raising her head; she offers her throat.
Her hands are cold, warmed by Death.
Insane blades, embedded in the empty canvas.
Shattered dreams, pieces of mirrors.
Reflected: A demon.
Draw back, in fear.
Monsters under the bed.
But who is the real monster?
Is it them?
Or simply just me?
Catch the fallen tears.
Glory to the Serpent.
Behead the dragon.
Follow and be led to temptation,
Drink the knowledge; eat the apple.
The red coat, resembles the flowing blood.
The white skin, innocence lost.
Let go. Let go.
Find a release,
Escape from here.
Off to a fantasy world.
It's easy to dream, easy to forget.
Reality hurts, like truths do.
Look into the mirror.
See the snake?
Who is it?
Know it and accept.
Sealed with a kiss.
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