Who gave you these smiles
who gave you this hope
who sheltered you
with her strength
who was she
and where is she now
more importantly
who are the ones
who took it all away
they are mean
they are base
they are fiends
as I break bread and eat
they devour a man's soul
Abaddon, Apollyon
they feast on flesh
it is dark
it is raining
evil is penetrating
it is time
little one
for the witching hour
it is time
lost one
to whimper, to cower
mother dear
your son is here
answer now
do you feel fear
mother dear
your prodigal son
has become
one of us.
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