Bed Made!

If the Devil did do voodoo

He'd play dolls just like you do.

Have eyes just like you do.

So completely dark,

you think you're concealing your deceit

with a glass ceiling.

Don't think I don't see your

continual ritual.

Worshipping at the wrong cathedral.

Go ahead, light your candles

kneeling to your knees

stabbing needles through my eyes.

"Are they too blue for you?"

Or mad I wasn't your equal?

So thirsty for blood

you flood your mind

creating this prism,

your 'hidden' prison.

You thought you were so tough

but I called your bluff...

You are poison in the air

every breath,

every step,

every word.

You trapped yourself

inside this nightmare...