The Opera Ghost

Innocent child, can you hear me?
As my screams grow louder!
Heavenly torture, does deceive me
Until the seventh hour!
Plenty of sunshine tries to haunt me
But darkness pushes it away
Gentle and loving you fooled me
Simple and wanting I believed
This world is filled up with riddles
And its not for me
Crying and holding onto memories
Thoughts come back to claim me!
Trying to understand these monstrosities
Blood drips down behind me…
And my lust for blood rid of a need for flesh
To touch…Feel
And I live here in this darkness
Tell the story
Of the Angel In Hell