The Devil Inside
Endless nights;
when the sun never rises
and your mind never wakes.
I pace the earth, waiting and waiting.
There will come a time
when we meet face to face,
slave to master, soul to soul
and I will take that which is already mine.
Since the beginning of time
you have been my slave
and you have done my bidding
and you have done my work.
While I pace and await your presence
I have to laugh.
For you are me and will always be
and I, I will be a distant dream.
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