Oh father, Oh mother, I must have you know,
I have been doing rather well,
all my conspirators are burning in hell,
I dance on their unmarked graves like a madman swaying in the quiet room,
I'm basking in the voices that sing and scream.
Only a madman could've knowingly disagreed saying that my sins had no merit,
come on now, I dare you to fucking say it.
Don't you hear the demons and their chains rattle as they restrain the angels to my damp dark basement,
I think this is the clearest, I've ever been able to breathe,
my blood runs hotter than it ever has before.
Oh honey, I'm the queen!
Oh so you know, god has no say!
Because I'm here and nothing can stop me my dear,
So beg and scream, all the same to me,
I hope this sweet dream never ends,
I'll dance as long as the moon is out!
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Respite
PoetryJust a random old song/poem I made and found while looking through my google doc