Saturday, April 10, 2010

“The Antidote”

He grins as his hands move forward
Fingers dancing for the feast to come
The subject just sits in silence, unaware

Given up and given in
His most terrible sin

He cackles madly as the prey submits
The twisted one injects him with venom
Now a delusional pawn, he drags his feet along

Skies darken as the enemy rises up above
Caught off guard, they unravel upon the floor
Like lost diamonds scattered about the sand

Given up and given in
His most terrible sin

Awake, he is dazzled no more by this hex
For this is the night of the divine sword
Restore in him his vitality, merciful deity

Regret him not, fair maiden for he will thrive
His broken, battered soul will survive
With the holy glow inside, he’s come alive

Living at last, his heart is burning for you
No longer a life in darkness, out of the blue
On the wings of clarity he reigns true

The antidote is what he’s needed all along
Say what you will, beast, but he is strong
The glory cuts like a blade and is never wrong

Given up and given in
Fallen once but never again

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