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Date Posted: 04:49:49 03/14/01 Wed
Author: tori
Subject: Control

Control


Hate: born in honor of dignity
Set in a hellish symphony
Acoustics sound in levels high
Compound with no good reason why

Open doors bring me in
Destined: to out weigh the best of men
Crowned with glorious gem’s and jewels
Set to make the biggest fools

In blood soaked cloak I wash my hands
Prefix of all mortal man
In sand and stone my deeds be cast
It is I who will not be the last

Come when called so many said
As I reached in side their screaming head
And found with in the pit of them
The worst and last of all that’s grim

I call no rest from which I choose
It is I, who will not loose
And in million years I’ll still stand tall
For it is I: who knows it all

They cry and plead for me to come
But I play with them and have my fun
I’ll stand and wait till all is rot
And some: I answer not

They believe to beckon me
Gives them strength and dignity
As I bring forth my sheathing sword
Make way with them, their just reward

I am the fire that burns the skin
I am the shadow’s leaking in
I am the reason souls are lost
I call your name to final cost

Yet in solitude in pities cry
On me it is, they all rely
A beast of inner selfish right
A blast of hell in darkened night
It is I who makes your blood run cold
I am, I am your lost control

© tori August 2000

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