Whispers of the Mind

The Fall from Grace

They're slowly taking over,

The demons in my mind.

My sanity's getting lower,

I'm running out of time.

It won't be much longer,

Before I take flight,

Filled with a new hunger,

And ready for a bite.

The voices, how they laugh,

They're coming out to play,

This day'll be my last,

That's all I have to say.

I'm wrapped in a dress of chains,

Squeezing til I'm numb.

I wait out my days,

No longer of the sun.

My soul has been lost,

Nowhere to find,

It'll take great cost,

To change the Devil's mind.

What's so bad about forever,

When forever has a wild side?

It's the greatest thing about 'Never',

The Devil's will, I now bide.