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Beasts Of The Night

A life that bears no meaning, his pain it knows no bounds,
An empty ship floats endlessly just longing to be found.
His soul encased in a bottle drifting further out to sea,
Darkened thoughts surround his head, they will never let him be.
Many times he tried to break the chains that hold him so,
But the cruel mistress of the night will never let him go.
The broken heart he carries burns like an effigy,
Sickening forces consume him, all he wants is to be free.
His existence haunts him daily, a constant aching strife,
He calls out in the darkness, seeking the end of life.
The powers that be destroy him, they make him carry on,
They know that he is weak, they know he is not strong.
A time of constant sorrow is all that he has known,
A life without companionship, condemned to be alone.
He dances with the devil, they tango every night,
His mind an empty chasm,
banished from light.
An angry poisoned demon slowly eats him from inside,
The tears that fall are a memory of feelings he cannot hide.
He tries with one last mighty urge to stop the sheer regret,
But his blackened, bruised and heavy heart will not let him forget.
A sharpened knife beside his bed remains his choice of will,
The blood makes him excited, it is his final kill.
He examines his wrists sliced open, laughing at the puddle on the floor,
Piercing screams surround the walls but he has locked the door.
In his final moments he sees a burning light,
His life is finally over, another victim of the plight.
So sing, sing loud for his troubles, for this young forgotten king,
For he travelled farther than many, to a hell where nobodies been.
He now floats in his dying place upon a sea of red,
He can now be at peace with life, but only 'cause he's dead.
So don't live life in a struggle, just smile and laugh and sing,
Because if you don't the beasts of this world will take your everything.

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