Left to Decay
Once upon a mid-December,
there was quite a chill outside,
Warming by the midnight embers,
fighting her own Jekyll and Hyde.
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
Wrong was wrong, but right was worse
though both sounded wrong as right
That was her problem, that was her curse
On that ever dreadful night
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
She was told she must never surrender
to such a poor world, as it had become,
but she could no longer see such splendor
as what was before, when she was young.
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
So on that night of snow and moon light,
she lost to her demons, the demons of dark,
she no longer had the strength to fight,
and that, my friends, that was the spark.
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
The world went up in flames,
Fire and smoke left not but a haze.
It all ended that day,
leaving all life to only decay.
there was quite a chill outside,
Warming by the midnight embers,
fighting her own Jekyll and Hyde.
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
Wrong was wrong, but right was worse
though both sounded wrong as right
That was her problem, that was her curse
On that ever dreadful night
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
She was told she must never surrender
to such a poor world, as it had become,
but she could no longer see such splendor
as what was before, when she was young.
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
So on that night of snow and moon light,
she lost to her demons, the demons of dark,
she no longer had the strength to fight,
and that, my friends, that was the spark.
Losing control to a monster within
a creature of sin
a villain of the heartless
We still fight that mischief inside
it's a thrilling ride
as we must suppress
Decadence and corruption in one's heart
is where it all starts
and so follows wickedness
Morality is lost to the malicious
all of the vicious
Lines blur between dark and light
and so ends the fight,
between wrong and right.
The world went up in flames,
Fire and smoke left not but a haze.
It all ended that day,
leaving all life to only decay.