The waiting land of better days
Just faded away just like that
The fields of righteousness are few
The fields lie in darkness,
After the flame died away,
Loneliness and darkness filled the soul
Drugs and cheap woman and men
That is selling their souls,
Life had no meaning to them you could
See it in their zombie's eyes,
They live in Satans hotel;
The coldness of their souls is out to take
Another young life into the drug world,
Understanding the ways of the Life of
Darkness and gloom;
Kids are walking around thinking they
Are doing just fine, Just to find their
Mommy and daddy's killing of there
Souls to another blow of the drug pip,
For all that has been spoken of the night
Will kill one's life, If you would walk by
Satans hotel you could feel the control of
The lost souls; lost in the eternal blackness
And never to be seen again.
Something new has come into another life,
Taking the demons in their mind and a pipe
In their hand; The young and the old under
The control of satans world;
Parents looking all over town wondering
How to find their kid then they hear there
Kids learned a new trick,
For the angel of death has arrived in that
A cold sad lonely night when another has
Taken a life,
Broken down of the drug world, Satans world
When you check in to Satans Hotel.
The way that they act is no way of coming back
To the way of better days, You can see the evil
In their eyes' an urge to kill, the desire is a thrill
To kill the good in another Soul,
Once upon a time, They had Jehovah in their lives
And walked in the light,
But all of that had changed when they said goodbye
And they let Satans in their lives by taking the drug pipe,
Dark Angel is all over the place hunting for new souls
To take into their control,
The broke word that, killed dreams of the young and
The old; nobody there forgave sins they just keep making
Them, The Drug fights take a blood bath of the knife,
Behind the walls, you can hear it all,
The cry's of the night when a baby cries to be fed why it's
Mommy is out doing what she knows best,
So now the baby's growing up to be the victim of prostitution
Of preconception and true damnation, the young minds
Reaching out into a world that is lost every time,
They can no longer see the twisting emotions that they
Live in. They will be longing for the person they once used to know
But that was long ago Know they live in Satans world.
- Judy Emery © 2013 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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