You spend your life looking to the light
While you really yearn the darkness
Your sadistic inner self
Taking pleasure in their pain
Knives plunge in backs
Turn and smile while they suffer
And when they watch
You look to the light
Not knowing the real you
They still follow as you speak
You just push the knife deeper
Tell them everything will be alright
And you trying your best
To extinguish there light
And still like sheep they follow.
Author: Patrick Conlan
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