the above is just another fine example of how lame the people at fortunecity can be, just ignore it.
the mark of the beast

[dissociation]
sterile (like the plague)                              {broken/fixed}                                                       
you're so pretty                                                                                            you're so pretty
you're an angel                                                                                                shiny and new
you heal me- -                                                                                                  and our love
you cleanse and you clean                                                                                          is strong
you are the one                                                                                                like the wind
for me                                                                                                             in summer
                                                                                                                  and I knew
you're so pretty                                                                                                 that I flew
you're an angel                                                                                                  when I fell
you bring peace                                                                                                  down on you
that is purer                                                                                                and we are both
than death itself                                                                                        strong, independent
you bring rest                                                                                                      like two
you are half of me                                                                                            taken from one
you are my soul                                                                                                   and I knew
and as I speak these words                                                                                       that I flew
please stop crying                                                                                               when I fell
                                                                                                                 down on you
and you heal me- -                                                                                              and you took
you heal                                                                                                            me up to
you heal like the plague                                                                                      that high spot
                                                                                                             on the mountain
and you cure me- -                                                                                               and we flew
cure me like no one                                                                                                 like two
you cure like the plague                                                                                  angels out of hell
                                                                                                           down to the water
hear me now                                                                                             preach like a savior
                                                                                                         curse like a sailor
you cure like the plague                                                                           you cure like that plague
                                                                                                    you heal like the plague
sterile like the plague
and you're so pretty
my angel
you do what no one else can
so pure
and holy
healing
you're like the plague
burning through my veins
you move me...
welcome to the darkness
[dissociation]
dark day
sitting on a street corner
watching the dark world pass me by
waiting for the clouds to fall
what if there is no sun at all
in this dark day
dark creatures crawl out of the distance (darkness)
not quite sure if they are coming towards me
not quite sure if i would care anyway
hearing their dark words, i turn and look away
hearing the winds blow by
in the darkness the tears dry so fast
and i hear a movement over there
and i fear, could it be the dark serpent coming for me again?
to take me away? i have to escape this darkened urban decay
and i feel the acid rain burn down to the ground
the scorching tears of the clouds cast down on me
and as i try to get away i soon realize
i can never get as far away as i want to
so i fall and i land and as my blood mixes
with the wet acid on the ground
i hear the sound of someone dying
the air around me is thick with the smell of tears wept
but not by me
thick with darkness and death, a fog so thick it is inescapable
and i try to look around, but i cannot see
not even a shadow
and i burn with an anger
fueled by darkness and despair that fills my eyes
and i hurt with a hatred of this hunger for light
that reaches out and takes a hold of me
and i kill with a passion and a vengeance
all of the demons around me
and in my smile
am i insane again? there are no shadows surrounding me
am i just another lost soul battling, searching
for an escape from my own unconsciousness?
and i'm all alone in the darkness again
without a shadow or a soul to comfort me
and i shall not fear, for everyone else is in hiding
and i can run but i can never hide
but the darkness absorbs my pain
that is its dark gift
and we lost all our power in that dark day
now we're cold, waiting for the black sun to rise
and take his place in the burning night sky...

the mark of the son of man
[dissociation]
captivity [the captive]
here it comes again
to take my soul

captured
and raptured
here it comes again
coming for me

it takes me
to my familiar cell
it leaves me
and I begin to wonder

here it comes again
to take my soul
here it comes again
it's all i know

scratching and scraping 
i'm gaining ground
breaking free
freedom, how sweet the sound
slowly but surely
my wall breaks down

and once again I have broken free
but what do i do now?
a lonely escapee
a lowly refugee

i can hear it coming for me
pitiful nothingness
and i wait, it watching me
and coming for me again

here it comes again?
to take my soul
here it comes again
it has control

molding me into
what it wants me to be
slowly but surely
it has corroded me

it protects me
but i feel confined
[i can't live this way, i'm just a captive]
[the life i lead is not my own, this doesn't belong to me]
to lead a nothing life
in a nothing world so blind

and here it comes again
it's calling me     
i guess it's better this way anyway
i have no will to be free
there was no way for me to survive anyway
just wasn't meant to be

so i sink and drown.

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