Music Poem by Phil Panebianco

The music taps into your inner demon,
it takes you into a new dimension.
The words give you such a rush,
your feelings they will crush.
Puts your mind at a whole new level,
your thoughts become disheveled.
The beats flow through your veins.
your conscience locked in chains.
Every verse is like a trip,
the melody hits like a whip.
Seeing demons in your head,
in your dreams, in your bed.
The music burned into your soul,
your heart turns black, like coal.
The lyrics you admire,
their words spread like fire.
Listen to those words they speak,
slowly you begin to peak!