Every Night We Burn
The sky is filled with ashes.
The car crashes.
Evil screaming people rise
amongst the shadows.
While the soul inside you dies.
Uncontrollable laugher on
the face of death.
Hard driven and out of control
like a brute drunkard in the valley of Neptune.
Take all the rest.
It's getting close to noon.
We live in the city of fallen angels.
Everyone here is ready to kill.
They roam the streets, naked
with no sense of direction.
The actor walks the streets,
alone in the rain.
The street is called Pain.
Welcome to our club, this
house once was the Manson family hideout.
Listen to the medicine man
about lust and desire.
What, you like playing with fire
huh, you wanna kill yourself?
Diamonds shine in the face of heaven
without knowing.
Don't think about what it's showing.
Kill us all in the warehouse!
Every night we burn.
Every night we learn.
Copyright © Blake Holland | Year Posted 2016
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