I am here alone,
I am full of pain,
stranded in my room,
I am full of sorrow.
Can you feel the void,
frozen subtle hue,
leave me with my toys,
leave me with my shattered youth.
I can see the grave,
beckoning my bones,
I can’t even speak,
I can only stand in...
shadows of the past,
still hovering my soul,
like vultures full of wrath,
they pick apart my sacred soul.
And the angels behold me
as something touched the brain...
And the spirits unfold me as I go insane.
Holly close the door,
lock it from inside,
please don’t make a sound,
I don’t want to die here.
Look into my eyes,
feel my naked soul,
serpentine divine,
Lothius devours,
poisoning my ghost,
ripping through the mask,
terrifying host,
can you make it last.
And my good friend watches,
as I touch the brain.
And my girlfriend watches
as I go insane..
I don’t feel the pain,
I just close my eyes,
needle in the vein,
I’m floating into light.
Conscious do be void,
no suffering tonight,
I am not afraid,
shooting up on antichrist.
And the strange voice taunts me,
from deep inside the brain.
And the children all watch me,
as I go insane..
We are all alone,
we are here in vain,
godless without homes,
strangers in the rain.
Many billion souls,
have cried out to the skies,
please god take me home,
please don’t let me die here,
but we are still alone.
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth