U-Turn

every rose has a thorn and every road has a turn dancing with the devil and i'm sure to get burned some jokers never listen...some jackyls never learn 2 seconds from 4ever...i make a u-turn screams and shouts like a sad symphony...they keep calling my name and it's torturing me tormented and taunted i can feel their disease spiraling south into eternity with eyes wide shut and ears open wide...savagely scattered tangled and torn 2 seconds from 4ever...i make a u-turn in a mile long herse the driver he laughs...with a bag full of tricks he springs his deathtrap he's grinning so gruesome...like a homocidal hound right turns to wrong and up flips down with bullets and rounds now i'm fading to black...those satanic soldiers are on the attack there's no turning back as i'm mutilated and murdered 2 seconds from 4ever...i make a u-turn straight outta the darkness and into the light...believing in my masters might still as a statue for me He fights taking the blindness and giving me sight i rip the body bag like black holes in time...He gives me His thoughts,His strength,and His mind unwound and unraveled i'm denouncing the curse 2 seconds from 4ever...i make a u-turn anthony_beesley@yahoo.com