Cursed

You watch as I rot inside my cage
 getting lost in a purple haze
 Like a mouse stuck in it's maze
 wake up late to one of those days

 Let's look deep inside
 we have nothing to hide
 Sidewalks filled with heads
 the sought corruption of the walking dead

 pillars, columns & staircases
 We leave a lasting trace
 spread out upon are Peyton Place
 You must walk in the almighty's ways

 creatures, features & moonlight dealers
 Blood soaked skin on their brow
 lines formed in their face
 Viscous long hanging fangs that bite

 Creatures of the night
 fallen demonic members that surround
 Sound the alarm
 not for the faint in hearted

 One must humbly bow the knee to pray
 the atheist would insist it aught not be this way
 Shadows break forth toward a bond of revolt
 others seek vengeance and take you to court

 Evil minds that plug destruction
 torturing their brain washed minds
 Satan laughing spreads his wings
 a challenge to be free is a question of time
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