i sigh, i seep
i cry, i weep
i pound my fists
i scream defeat
the laughter spills into my ears
it burns my mind
it trills, it sears
it reads my thoughts;
my wills my fears
and doesn’t stop
until those tears
all turn to flame
and back again
till hell and earth
appear the same
he leers me while i thrash torment
he cheers me like a sports event
he sings my pain with no lament
my pain to him a night well spent
he drinks to my eternal plight
he drinks to my hysteric cries
he’s drunk with them by my demise
is that the devils voice or mine?
like death himself wishes to speak
and from my throat comes satans shriek
from deep within, born by all sin
channeled from hell, a blazing streak
flame spills from me, it burns the moon
drives him away and all too soon
that wicked creature born by lune
is gone forever and i am too

i stir and wake and sit and groan
inside a house, tho not my own
i whimper please take me back home
to my kingdomless castle, my powerless throne