The Souls In Me the Trojan Horse
I am a body like a trojan horse
and here i hold more than one soul
the game i play alone all day
haunting my thoughts and my reality is hard to control
there is the king on his stairway to heaven
perhaps here to appease the gods
inside me is a false prophet with much insight
with a chance to become a god
My head is full of chaotic thoughts
as one of the souls is completely insane
I'm holding back the antichrist i swear
but which ones do i let out
and do i play strategicly to jump on the grenade
one of them is jesus
waiting patiently for this slide of souls to take place
so he can be reborn
and heal the insane soul
before he kills me if i let him get away
one of them is death
and he is ready for his vacation from sorting out souls
he wants to visit this earth but blend in
in this world that is cursed to make him a sore thumb
so the souls are being trained
and last but not least is me
sleeping it would seem
and from time to time i get a spin at this wheel that has taken control
If i cant have you no one can
and i plan to fail to punish the king in my body for all the things he stole
I am haunted by a muse
falling in and out of its trance due to the suicidal severed head of the
beast
God doesnt want me here it seems as i am an insult and my life is a joke
the first antichrist and second and third
are in my mind
and the same spirit
but one with a plan to revive
an actor with a plan
testing the waters and pulling strings
heaven and hell are twins he says
its hard to tell on efrom the other
as they both try to rule the other through me
Copyright © Troy Nelson | Year Posted 2008
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