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Possessive Disease

There’s a disease in my head
Etched into my soul
And burned into my heart
It weakens me and leaves me for dead
But in a way like no other

Like a virus it enters your mind
And rips away everything of joy
It leaves me lost without hope
And without the will to live

I wish it was a simple depression
Where sadness just overtakes
Possible to surpass with time
But He cannot be just cast away

Ever since my last suicide
He has been inside of me
Working to be freed
Using my body as a host
For his coming rebirth

Amonset
Inside of me, a part of me
Aiming to destroy the tree
That holds everything in place
For what his family has done to him

I’ve tried to fight
But He is too strong
It’s man versus demon
For the sake of all creation

But alas I cannot fight
I am too weak form it all
I may collapse soon
And then all may be lost

Mimicking a disease
Copying a virus
He invades and tries to break me
And so far He is doing well

He conveys his pain, every ounce
Into my weaker human side
The suffering is true Hell
Oh, how I wish for Death, yet I can’t risk
Him going free and killing all

They say “My body, my rules”
That is a lie
He is so much stronger
And a master of the mind

Amonset will be the death of me
His curse is one I can’t bear
It rips my soul to shreds
And burns my heart to hell
I can’t live with his destruction

Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
Written by bastardofbodom666 (Helvete Blod)
Published | Edited 20th Mar 2012
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