Devilstar

by D. Violin © 2002

Devilstar up in the sky
Why do you fall on me?
And pierce my eyes
With your five point blade
So I can no longer see?

Devilstar of crimson red
Up in the blackened sky
Your fiery colours make me blind
And tease the darkness I hold inside

Devilstar
Your colour of blood,
Of rose petal,
Passion mounting
Cascading it on the town
Feeding, undaunting
Pleading and taunting

You're wanting to rule
Mixing your cauldron,
Making you drool
Poisoning the children
As they lie in their beds
Sending gory nightmares
Ever-raging through their heads
Hoping for a good worshipping tool

No dreamcatcher, faery,
sandman or two
Will ever be able to fix
The damage you do

The children will forever be wary of you
They won't sleep again for fear of death
Afraid every escape of oxygen from their bodies
Will be their last breath
Waiting for you, Devilstar
They will never rest
You may try to harm them
But by God, these children are blessed

Devilstar up in the sky,
Why do you fall on me?
And pierce my eyes
With your five point blade
So I can no longer see?