Dark Distraction

I bend my head and watch the waves Turmoil that forms on a desolate day Gentle eyes that spell d-e-c-e-i-t Used as the instrument of my defeat The dust in the corner of my vision Delusional, I need more of your provision The molten brown that pulls me in with warmth Then turns to flames and watches me burn Twist the dagger, close your mind Shut the door, leave me behind It's unlocked and my sanity starts to fray Reaching until the demon pulls me away He doesn't have horns or an evil grin Yet he's the object of my unrepented sin I gasp and choke as he steals my air Somehow I want more and reality tears At first I fight, I'm defiant and rebel And as I stop, I wonder when I fell The threads of life, dull and unwound And now to a debonair demon I'm bound