Originally Posted by Drama Queen

A mere gust of wind lets her golden locks playfully dance
Getting lost in a trance as they view kind of lovers' game
No one knows its name but mystery draws their attention
Not what she has to mention but the beauty she portrays
How one woman amazes without realizing that she does
Cause such a foolish fuss yet she is trapped by a demon
Addicted to his semen, blinded by love or a luscious lust?
Though escaping she must from devilish and burning hell
She doesn't understand too well what's going on outside
In Hitler alone she confides, how she remains too blind
Now let's embark upon a journey inside her fragile mind

As I walk through this gate of torture with trembling hands
I hear their cruel commands, suddenly detect smell of fear
For there's no savior here that will lead them to being free
Scarred faces is all I see but I cannot believe he did this
That he caused this abyss when to me, he's a sweet man
That is unaware how this all began, he must regret it now
Though I don’t know how he got this far in demonic game
They may all look the same but in reality they are diverse
Put under a curse that is sent out by this ruthless leader
Who can read her like no other man has ever done before
In the midst of this dark décor, I start to see blunt truth
Children losing their youth, Jews crammed in brick walls
The Eagle calls though all I want right now is to run away
I used to obey blindly but not anymore, I was such a fool
I never believed that he was cruel but inside this prison
Where many fell and few have risen I see his true face
Heart filled with disgrace, I turn around to abruptly elude
From this devil’s food, I escape to my safe little home

There she stands, blond angel, who would ever fear her?
No one but herself as she angrily stares into the mirror
Naked…only covered with terrible sin she was a part of
All she wants is to start over, the new life to start above
Throwing off her blunders, becoming one with the glass
Alas, this sinful life apparently doesn’t want to surpass
She lays trembling, the dark red blood flowing out of her
Until The Eagle returns to the Nest to make her transfer
From this life to another, sent out to never return again
She never believed them until she saw his true identity

Originally Posted by Mentalz

... I guess if seeing is believing, I want to be a blind skeptic ...
... A step behind the benign with a craving for the hectic ...
However reckless, this train of thought is doomed to spoil ...
Groomed with broken brooms that loom on the blue moon's soil.

I've always been in the recycling bin in terms of choice & pick ...
Sick with desire but never determined enough for that chick.
... I stumble for clues to rues backed up like the 5 O'clock traffic ...
Yet I remain active; I'm only staticly passive to the average fanatic.

... Be that as it may, I met a woman of incredable traits that I relish ...
I embellished her decencies & proceeded to persuading in meeting me
Saturday morning, as the long hand spans from half past 11 an' hits 12
I shelf the frigid nonchalant emergence of her body's convergence & delve.

... Finally I get insight to the night that is my soul, forever in ripples ...
As her elegant body's embraced whole heartedly from hips to nipples
... I'd have to see it to believe it, but now I have and so I do ...
I'm finally beaten by the demon's existing within me, that were you.

... The Absract ways played a-part as sure as opposites attract ...
My integrity attacked, left to shambles w/ her understanding shade
My undermianing gaze held up the barrage of her unyeilding shielding
As if I could kill time without injuring eternity, agitated by my shrill reeling.