Awakening Shadows

Sometimes anger in my writing can be a rather powerful motivator, this was one of those times.

Whisper the dreams, exhaust the old scheme

Masks of cracks and hypnotist of demise

Tongues of lies, laid heavy with lust for more

All just a game to spin yet another tale

The masses scream for more, they wish for the end

Spin the bottle, make a choice its all for fame

End of times declares the end to all sanity

Scream to the heavens, cry the ravens scream

Ink pen well of flesh screams the hidden dreams

Burning inside a long way between sin and sacrifice

Longing for fires sky to adorn a fallen brow

The figure haunting alleys holding tin cans

Kick the bass up, guitar rifts into oblivion

Music cries the screams that human throats never dare utter

Call the damned from their watery graves

Clawing and screaming up to the skin of flesh

Invasion of inner, masks behind, the darkness doesn’t consume

Dark fire burning inside of shadow lantern hand

All Hell fire in darkness eyes calling now you to scream

We only have one chance, to call the name of this desire

Destroy all, destroy all or nothing!

Hatred fires flash brighter than a shine of knife

Whispering secrets taunting names all of it is understood

Their masters of deception clawing into the meek�"digging deeper

Splayed chest they captured a heart squeezed so tightly

Till it burst red crimson black painting upon the canvas

They chortled they laughed they called the figure names

Clung to the intestines strangling the figure with its noose

Situation panic button easing the nightmare of this dream

Wake up, bad dream, flesh isn’t as it seemed

Operating table figure was the body of myself

Their hatred burns like acid even in flash sweat escape

Stand up, and speak out, shadows have a new call

This figure crawls from a chrysalis shell

To stare at the masses of haters who burn in their own hell

A chosen hell by them, has led them, bled them

Don’t you worry about their kind, they’ll be gone in this�"our time

We’ll be here, yes we will, we the treasure that they sought

All their souls, their souls were bought�"ours were not

They try for so long to get under skin screaming our names

But its time to bring tooth and claw, stand up against their game

Yes, their story got old, old and cold, so to them I say�"

F**k You!!

For when I hear their call Ill grab the shovel to bury them all

My whole life flashes before my eyes, time to break their mold

Smash the creatures clawing at the backs of us all

Cause now its time to move on, no going back

Finally made of bricks not sticks, Big Bad Wolf wont blow me down

Throw the hand of salt Ill rise above the pain they lash with

To call the past, my pen my sword, my mind my shield

So haters dear, to bury you all, its time to move on

Raise a fist into air, scream my words, cause for you I don’t care

Friendships strong, unbreakable bonds, the risen shadows form

Fantasm or shadow tell the tale? My whole life… flashed…

Woke up, bad dream, now all I scream at monkeys on my back�"

F**k you!!

Reviews

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"Scream to the heavens, ink pen well," love it, plus again, the title is a dream. Oh, did you leave people to rate yours on here? Idk what I'm doing with that, mine's closed, here, I'll try to rate for you, hopefully it won't mess up/not show.