When I see your face, the sparkle in your eyes, it comes to me as no surprise that tonight you've come to feast on me You'll take what you want and leave the rest to bleed On a sidewalk feeling broken, cold, alone, my screams and moans of agony will not transport me back home where I feel safe. In the comfort of my room just hoping for a second that the nightmare i remember didn't really just occur it was an
Illusion - - A fading fleeting memory, an obscene sight you know you can't unsee Illusion - - The moment that you turn to catch a glance
GONE!
My awry insanity, my mad malignant malady has taken all control of me, has robbed me of my mind, of my free will. And as I try to reconcile my beliefs with the horrors put in front of me my only chance for relief is
Illusion - - lacking the ablility to decipher I succumb to the Illusion - - My thoughts all gone, I'm dead.