Siren
Guy
What Are WeAre we merely curiosities For someone high above? Or are we special rarities A pair of silken gloves? Or discarded serendipities Alone in our dispair? Someday will we be lifted up, Really do we dare?What Are We
Prisoner of HellDripping tears Ignite the fearsPrisoner of Hell
On my knees, choke and cry. Shards of glass, Shredding the sky.
The blood that flows The flame that glows Consumes all sanity Burn scraps of humanity.
Tears of fire Lift me higher From black-burning flames And searing blames And unholy games.
Flood the floors And slam the doors Quench the blaze From which tortured spirit Writhe and rise Admist the screaming cries Of children born as ghosts.
Crack crystal spheres Demons draw near Smothered in
