• Devil of the Past

    I remember myself, how I used to be
    how I used to love just being me
    but now its changed
    I’m not the same
    and everything I thought I knew
    it wasn’t true
    so is it the world, thats gone mad
    or is it me, was I bad?

    just a child upon the day, asking why
    why must it be so
    you tell this child she has done wrong and the afterlife is now gone
    because of her and her wicked ways
    this child is left alone, all alone
    for being different than the others of her class, of her life

    all she ever wanted was to be okay
    not special, not better, not less than anybody else
    an inocent wish, a sweet dream
    but a dream that would never come true
    because of you

    a little child asking why
    and you lie
    for society’s sake
    you make her feel that she’s the one to blame

    oh, but its you, you’re the bad guy
    the one who ruined us all

    and now I know, I know the truth
    so I haunt you
    so I haunt your dreams
    your life
    your hopes
    I play on your fears
    give you nightmares to match what you did to me

    you ruined my life
    you killed my hope
    but you could never destroy my spirit
    its mine
    so go away, go away, go away
    devil of the past