Until you bleed
Until you please my darkest wishes
Until you beg me to forgive your selfish actions
I will be watching
Tracking every single motion
Until you pray
Till you confess all of your sins
Until you recognise your lies and broken promises
I will be guarding the doors and chains of your cell
Your hell
It is the time
No more lies
And they dance in your head
Demons punish your pathetic masquerade
And they dance in your head
Nothing good comes from obsessive enmities
I hear the cries you hide behind
The words you scream
Manipulation is your weapon
How does that feel?
Reflection of the misery consuming your sanity
Your dreams
Now
It is the time
No more lies
Now is the time
No more selfish lies
And they dance in your head
Demons punish your pathetic masquerade
And they dance in your head
Nothing good comes from obsessive enmities
Painful at first
I often found myself wondering
How anyone can act in such a destructive and selfish way
But when I looked at the big picture
I saw the misery that led you to these actions
The strength, love, and light that made me overcome them
And the way you must feel now
So I ask myself
Will I ever want to exchange the roles, our lives?
No, never
These golden fabrics suit you well
But I can see under that shell
This crown has always been
Heavy on your head
And they dance
Demons punish your pathetic masquerade
And they dance in your head
Nothing good comes from obsessive enmities