I stayed in Transmagrifrica all day
because the demons were away
and there was only me
with my new found serenity.
I built a big fire
liken unto a funeral pyre
and I tried to burn the past
but I knew it wouldn't last.
Not in my lifetime would they stay away
because with my head they like to play.
I am just a spectacle for their delight
and it doesn't matter if it is day or night.
I am just a victim of my own mind
and I am not always so kind.
Some days I can be brutally possessed
because of the wickedness I transgressed.
But is nice during the dormant times
when I can forget my crimes
and all of the darkness of my mind
where reality leaves me blind.
