Tears In The Paint (Part II)

Green i choose
And on it goes
To the bloodshot eye
Watching my foes

Arrows point
Three different ways
Leading me through
This opaque haze

Yellow handprint
Leaving my mark
So they will know
I created this part

Fill in the lines
Without a care
Smooth brush-strokes
And a pensive stare

Dwarfing it all
The devil that laughs
Blood on his fangs
Flooding the paths

Demonic grin
Across his head
Waking a feeling
Of foreboding and dread

I paint his eyes
Red and black
Evil inside
Scales on his back

He flies high
Above the rest
Beaming down
A constent pest

Then it suddenly
Finds the key
Unlocks a door
Inside of me