In my dreams your demons shove, every night I scream for love. You terrorize my mind’s eye as I sit here insane and high. Your touch I feel mesmerize as you watch me weep and cry.
"She's your salvation" they say... "A Creator's creation" they say... "Making sure you pay."
Every night I fall victim to your nightmare; oh when will I learn to watch and beware? This insanity called love has bound me in chains; this spell you cast over me drags me in pain. Howling I catch you staring; damnation is what I hear you blaring! Nothing you say will deliver me free; nothing you do will ever let me flee! You've bewitched me with this thing called passion; in pleas I shriek for compassion... every night -- so out of sight!
"She's my salvation" they say... "A Creator's creation, blotting from view the day."
All is gone; no longer do I see the light – I’ve become her pawn; moved to and fro every night. Continually she calls my name; trance sets in upon the raging seas. Upon my soul she makes her claim; her chanting voice brings me to my knees. She’s my devil in disguise; her evil has come to chastise – I’m her prize, my heart feels her incise. My spirit has become unwise; her logic and maneuvers defy. Feet are no longer spry; her ending chase draws nigh. Blue skies replaced by darkened skies; captive no longer my soul flies.
“She’s my damnation” I yell... “No salvation is seen tonight. Cursed is the night – every night!”
No prayer can be supplicated for this slave; not one has been seen in her sight brave. Blood and lust is her crave; beware my fellow friends – for out of you she’ll make a grave.
Every night I fall her prey...
Every night she mocks as I pray...
“She’s my salvation – my damnation... every night.”
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