Midnight Controversies
Midnight Controversies
Midnight controversies on the streets of Lust –
Dirt. Filth. Unease.
Dingy characters dwell on the corners denied of light.
Sex. Drugs. Deadly disease.
Greed screams from within the luscious bust
Exposed to the perverse beauty of the Night.
Midnight controversies before the child-like eyes –
Corruption of Mind.
Long lost hope echoes through the lonely words, it stabs, it spins, it twirls.
Downfall of our kind.
Stumbling Beauty is on its knees again. False comfort through muttered lies
Meant to soothe the child stuck between the ailing worlds.
Midnight controversies and the rotten remains of the last try
Of a single Child. Fear. Wish. Regret.
In the parade of gloom, give thanks by singing bitter hymns of denial.
Rewind. Relapse. Simply forget.
Recoil and live. Fall back in and die.
Memories of what once was pure put on a tarnished trial.
Midnight controversies on the streets of Lust.
Dirt. Filth. Unease.
Decay.
Dingy characters rot in the corners denied of light.
Sex. Drugs. Deadly disease.
Delay.
Worms of Greed crawl out of luscious bust.
Children weep exposed to the perverse grimace of the Night.
Wherever the cautious eye roams –
Death. Blood. Tears.
In sickness and in health, yet Flaw and Virtue depart.
Agony. Insanity. Fears.
Blood-shut eyes adorn the half-naked crooked clones.
Exposed to mundane darkness, regret tears us apart.
Midnight controversies on the streets of Lust –
Dirt. Filth. Unease.
Dingy characters dwell on the corners denied of light.
Sex. Drugs. Deadly disease.
Greed screams from within the luscious bust
Exposed to the perverse beauty of the Night.
Midnight controversies before the child-like eyes –
Corruption of Mind.
Long lost hope echoes through the lonely words, it stabs, it spins, it twirls.
Downfall of our kind.
Stumbling Beauty is on its knees again. False comfort through muttered lies
Meant to soothe the child stuck between the ailing worlds.
Midnight controversies and the rotten remains of the last try
Of a single Child. Fear. Wish. Regret.
In the parade of gloom, give thanks by singing bitter hymns of denial.
Rewind. Relapse. Simply forget.
Recoil and live. Fall back in and die.
Memories of what once was pure put on a tarnished trial.
Midnight controversies on the streets of Lust.
Dirt. Filth. Unease.
Decay.
Dingy characters rot in the corners denied of light.
Sex. Drugs. Deadly disease.
Delay.
Worms of Greed crawl out of luscious bust.
Children weep exposed to the perverse grimace of the Night.
Wherever the cautious eye roams –
Death. Blood. Tears.
In sickness and in health, yet Flaw and Virtue depart.
Agony. Insanity. Fears.
Blood-shut eyes adorn the half-naked crooked clones.
Exposed to mundane darkness, regret tears us apart.