luck

 
just a breath. a last breath
a final kiss and it's over
a stalker of the gods
hunting on the horizon

looking for that perfect gift
playing music on a private channel
the search is on

where is that inferno music coming from
you can smell her cunt
she's luring you near
then disappears

handing you instead a beautiful victim
a nice offering but she was already dead behind the eyes
from far off you see the eyeshine of your intended
she leads you deeper into the music

you hunker down setting a trap
but she has double backed
an angel with sunshine hair
keeps you wondering what your god wants

redeemer on a vigil I must save this girl
I will reprimand her for playing with a man of intellect
sinster stirrings she's employing witchcraft
operating these dopplegangers as dolls

you taste her on the winds
you come close and it's a mannequin
a clone empty of soul
no life in their at all

she is fire and ice
with knowledge of the dead
she resurects your damnation
your guilts and griefs are rising
testing you to your limits

soon you realize you love this little thief of always
you apologize to your god
pardon me Sir I'm out of my league with this one

a troublemaker he adores
he has hunt her far and wide
she has ammassed an army
who will serve to the end
and no amount of money or power
will bribe her underlings

they fight for honor
it's points they are making
in the eternal void
she is my child over sin
her name irrevelent

she predates time
I'm afraid she is fascinated with you
intrigue is so rare these days