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You lay dying, bleeding and screaming,

Crimson regret and betrayal pouring out of you,

You are not too lost to be saved,

Come to me salvation.



You were lost for so long,

But I have found you,

I will give you back,

That which you have lost.



Youth,

Power,

Immortality,

Can all be yours again,

Will you come to the other side.



Your soul cries for deliverance,

Your wounds cry for the grave,

I am here to give that to you,

You will not be denied,

Welcome to your suicide.

The Banshee's Cry



Can you hear her cry,

So lonely it sounds.

On her knees she wheeps,

Crying and sobbing,

For those who have passed on.

But no tears of water,

You look close at her face,

And look in horrior.

Instead of tears of water,

You find tears of blood.

You stand in fear,

As you look apon her face,

For it is then that you realize,

For who she crys.

She casts a gaze apon you,

And you are doomed,

For you will die this night.

As you fall to your knees,

It is then that you remember who she is,

The one that has been crying and sobbing,

Is the Banshee,

The Irish ghost of death.

Cry with out tears,

See with out sight,

Night with out day,

And every day's black as the night,

Fly with out wings,

Feel with out touch,

Touch with out feel,

And every where nothing is real,

Life with out death,

World with out end,

Sleep with dreams,

And nothing is quite what it seems,

I want something,

More then you'll know,

Follow myself,

And go where you can never go,

And I see though my eyes are closed,

Inside you without your blessing,

Inside me is me confessing,

Outside you is outside me,

And inside there is no guarantee.

You never accepted or treated me fair,

Blame me for what I believe, and what I wear,

You fucked yourselves and you, raised these sheep,

The blue and the withered seeds, you will reap,

You never gave me a chance to be me,

Or even a fucking chance just to be,

But I have to show you that, you played a role,

And I will destroy you with one simple hole,

The world that hates me has taken its toll,

But now I have finally taken control,

You wanted so bad to make me this thing,

And I just wanted to be king,

You turned all your lives into my shit,

Is this what you wanted?

That is what your going to get.

I got some kind of voodoo hex,

And there is no telling what can happen next,

Couse my life is so complex,

And people say I'm jinxed.



Life on the edge,

It imbeds the type of thoughts,

That feed the sickness in my head,

And sooner or later,

You know that I'm going to be dead.



The smarter guy knows,

How to keep his foes,

Like a cold hearted overdose,

I'm the type of guy,

Thats smarter then most,

When it comes to writing antidotes.



My karma can't take me down,

I'm upto my same old tricks,

Hmm... wonder if I'll stick around,

If you find it on the ground,

Is a penny really lucky.



I can't figure it out,

What's the problem with this town,

My karma is crashing down,

In the form of a cloud.



I've got a real ill disposition,

Yes I know I'm sick,

There's no cure for my condition,

But my intentions are pure.



Chasing pipe dreams,

Of fame and recognition,

My decisions,

Put me in the wrong positions,

But my game remains the same,

No matter pain.



The Don of Karma,

I navigate it like the Dalai Lama,

Yes I'm a charmer,

But I ain't a saint,

I've got Joi de vie,

And I'm the one to blame.



I can't get upset,

Or even let regret,

Provoke the energy it takes,

For me to complain about it,

If the clouds rain on me.



I cant forget,

What goes around,

Comes around,

I have been a bad boy since birth,

And it ain't got me yet.



I've got a lot to learn,

But I've tamed the theat of my rage,

I've gotten wise in my age,

And money to spend,

To pretend is reaping more,

Then sewing ever could mend. ©

I am the one who chose my path,

I am the one who couldn't last,

I feel the life being pulled out of me,

And I feel the anger changing me.



So fuck it all,

No fucking regrets,

I'll hit the lights on those dark sets,

And let myself go free.



Just like an earth quake,

I begin to shake,

Is it fear? Is it me?

It's hard for me to see clear,

With this anger deep in my soul. ©