Good Luck

It took some time before we caught up to one another

Don’t call me what you need, what you desire, I’m no lover

Never thought you would catch up to me, but your past is the same

You may grow up and advance onward, your demons still remain

We stand, eyeing down each other, sizing up the opportunity to strike

To think that once we could feel, body and soul, do as you like

I see the evil in your eyes, the place where the darkness hides at dawn

Waiting for the inevitable to take you through, life is not so long

Lie back and dream of death, go to sleep and rest your head

Were not both the victims of life, are we not both the living dead

Play to me as the avenging angel; drive your dagger into my heart

No longer can we forget the times of our youth, no chance to part

We both sold that which is most dear and we have paid before the toll of the bell

Together we descend into the flaming pit, we are nine, the disciples of hell

When we are buried, will we find release, will god bless the dirt on our grave, the earth

Smile smugly now as you consider all that in your mind and good luck, my dear, on rebirth