Restless Years

I can remember vividly those restless horrid years Of restless days, vauntful nights Having to fight of diseased demons And their wicked semen Haunting dreary days of darkness I'm trapped down in some man's hole Strickened by sickness of some sort Sickness of polluted lies and illusions Stuck in a dead end dilapidated building Of whorish happenings So I wish to one day escape One day to escape, I cry aloud, a loud But I hear no answer, questions asked I asked why, but no response Until, until one day I escaped Those restless years I escaped from the demons They suddenly disappeared And baby bluish days arrived I scream freedom, freedom Someone or something responded Suddenly there were gates Tall pearly gates I entered in I entered in And I suffered no more restless years Just joyful tears, joyful tears Of those restful years