Symphony

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by pumpkinscum

by pumpkinscum

Satan leaned in close to my ear, singing a symphony

But all I hear is the angel beneath his screen

Overwhelming me with light so I can breathe

All that I hold dear is far in the distance

But my future is unsure , shackled by doubt

And the pull of the rusted chain still rings in my ears, and I fear,

For when I'm afraid

I am also free

There are voices with no face , calling out in the distance, my name a whisper in the light

But my past warned me to never turn around

For what I know can kill me , and what I don't sets me free

No! I cried to the light, No way!

But the devil smiles and taunts me, and I wake up sober once again,

and I know now,

but no matter where I go, I could never run away.

Yet Satan is no more than another voice in my head

And their songs ring loud and clear

I am blinded by their light, and I noticed I've been blinded by tears.

And I only realize now, is that the light was never theirs,

But it was mine , all along