Of All The Beasts

<br>Through this life of mine<br>telling wanton lies<br>saying sensless words<br>laughing at my faults...<br>Can I trust her? How?<br>Vultures wait my fall<br>cawing grief like crows.<br>Useless strife at all...<br><br>I am just waiting here<br>on the throne of fear,<br>right beside your heart.<br>I will be your guard.<br>Of all the beasts<br>why did you choose me?<br>To fill my soul<br>with endless misery?<br><br>Here I am now<br>surrounded by all the desolation,<br>depleted till perishing...<br>And you should be called hope!?<br>A mind that is hazed by hate<br>carried by men so faint...<br>But hope cannot be faith<br>fed by lies so sly.<br><br>My tantalizing words<br>are pandering your soul<br>with poison that I give.<br>Your tantalizing words<br>again will make me whole.<br>You urge my will to live.<br>A throng of dreaming birds<br>will devastate your creed<br>and render you too weak.<br>These morbid dreamer-birds<br>are feeding off my need -<br>the poison that I seek.<br><br>And in the hottest of hells<br>men can still stay alive<br>detained only by hope<br>around their necks like rope.<br><br>I`ll scar your neck with fangs<br>and make you sing in tongues<br>a thousand saddest songs.<br>I`ll poison all your will<br>and make you yearn for hell<br>you`ll never break my spell.<br><br>And every day I look at the sky<br>one thought in mind - I wish you would die.<br>The demons cry. They wish I would fry.<br>Can`t force me back on this extoled rack.