- Screaming Soul -


Child within your womb - unborn;
From its mother, forever torn -
Screaming fetus in a darkened street -
Silent cries suffer in the summer heat.
Death comes softly to take us down,
But not until our lives are at their end;
Death before life is a paradox
That haunts me like a shadowfriend.
Hear me mother?  Hear your baby cry?
By your ignorance, a child has died.
Damned legalities allow this hell to persist -
Baby only wants to know that now she's missed.
Do you love her now, after the fact,
Even though there's no turning back?
She cries softly in your dreams -
Sometimes, almost real she seems.
The mask burns; the hidden pain -
Heart won't let you deny her again;
Tender hands and tender feet -
All thrown away like rancid meat.
Don't you suffer regrets. . . feel some lament?
By your hand, one soul is rent!
Innocent baby, innocent life;
Now 6 feet under, like a sacrifice.
Damn it all, you inhuman beast;
Your soul is devilspawn in the least!
Fall upon your face with your brow upon your knee,
And pray with all your faith that you can change your destiny!
How can you live with your past -
Even hiding behind your mask?
Masks won't always last forever,
Soon you'll have to find some new endeavor;
Some new place to put your soul,
Some new cave, some hidden hole. . .
Some place where your fears can't haunt you -
Place where your demons can't taunt you;
But reality will change your fate -
There's no place where your sin can't wait.
Your past stands like an open window,
Screaming louder than a thousand innuendoes.
Little fiends forever surround,
Dragging your heart beneath the ground -
Not fiends in truth, but merely fate,
Dragging you to the inferno gates;
All they want is your remission,
Penance for your devil's submission.
In your heart, a homicidalist;
Name at the top ot the killer list.
Innocent death was your only goal -
Buried fetus, screaming soul!
Memories haunt you for all time:
Killer in action - Killer in mind.


- (c)Scimitar Wraith - GOTHiC -