We all Hide Behind masks
What Kind You Might ask
Its Easy To Say
The One We Wear everyday
Is For All To See
But Only if It were that easy
The One We Show our pals
Is the one we allow
But The One We Show To the one we love
Sits Just Above
The Secret One We Don't Dare
Even Attempt To Share
It Is The Secret Face
Full Of saddness And Discrace
Of Hurt And Hate
Of Anger Thats To Great
Of Pain And distrust
To Hide it is a must
It is what protects our hearts
And Sets Us Apart
Some say I'm Mad,
And to others I'm Bad.
That I always Want More
Blood And Gore
Some Think i'm Screwey
If I Walk Out On A Movie
And Curse It to the Core.
Because theres only a little
Blood And Gore
My Life Is Filled
With People Better off Killed
Found Dead On A Floor
With Lots Of Blood And Gore
My Mind Is Twisted Thats True
If You Like Me you Must Be To
Togather Lets Cry More
More Blood And Gore.
It takes Our Minds Off Things
And the sweet nightmares it brings
Who could ask for more
Me
More Blood and gore
In my mind there are secrets under lock.
They Are Things in which I never Talk.
As I listen to lifes clock
Tick Tock
I will Carry these things to the grave
They Are Buried In My Minds Cave.
Sealed With A Lock.
Tick Tock
I see My Life Growing Short.
For these things there is no retort.
On This Door Don't Knock
Tick Tock
Death Will Take Me When When I'm Due
He comes for me and for you.
Dead And still Like a Rock
tick tock.
I carry my Sorrows ,burdens and regrets to the Grave.
It's My time So bye bye and a farewell wave.
As Dawn Is washed away.
And all good boys and girls pray.
For things happy and good.
I could ask for these and I should.
I Ask For Darker Things To Come My Way,
Like My Nights Prey.
I Am a Hunter of twisted Minds,
People Who are of the same Kind.
Of People who are the same way.
They are my nights Prey.
I feed Not off Body or Blood.
But Ideas That come as a flood.
But if you want to save my soul and pray.
Do so As I look for my nights prey
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