Underlying Changes

There's darkness in sight.
Alas I write this tonight.
Time to confess this bitter sin.
Perhaps in time this will all end.

I followed all the traces.
Now I'm tired of their deceitful faces.
Its time they saw the change in me.
A demon is what I choose to be.
So follow my words careful and clear.
Try not to loose sight of fear.

Its time we traded daggers.
And stab each other in the heart.
But we won't die so soon.
We'll be reborn under the moon.
Now we'll fuck away all the pain.
Like two worthless sluts who've been slain.

Now as we start to cry.
We morn the dead,
And those about to die.
As we say goodbye to God.
And all of his men.
Jesus is dead.
Buried in sin.

So if they still don't believe.
We'll make them all see.
In death they'll receive.
The right to be free.
Now the choice is clear.
Time to embrace me dear.

If you think that I'm wrong.
Then I'll play you the darkest song.
I won't let the tears fall again.
So I'll try to explain this.
Fuck! Where do I begin?