A Broken Image
by Scar
He ran away from his parents when he was 9, pissed off at what went on in his life. Now he's 12, and he's back...
The Letter
Who is the beast? Who is the beast? Who is the beast?
It repeats, the answer held among the smooth air's breeze
Who is the beast? Who is the beast? Who is the beast?
It repeats, the answer is a nightmare to fall in your sleep
Dead Mom & Dad, oh forgive me, I meant bitch & bastard
Let me tell you a tale so frightful, you'll be frightened from laughter
There was once a couple who were blessed by God's eternal strength
Their life aligned perfectly among the world's infinite widths & lengths
Now on a dark, stormy night, shadows were meant to darken their paths
Walkin' with their only child... Screams! And the dogs' barkin' won't last
As they stride past the corner of death, lookin' over a sacred grave
Thought their direction would remain in perfection, yet hatred pays
Unpleasant laughter began to unfold among the grave's lawn
Screams! They turn around and there stood their son........... Gone!
*Image Visioned*
A couple of years passed, the image revolves around them endlessly
The past couldn't walk and turn away, what's done is what's meant to be
But situations would change, flames would oppose their opposing lanes
What's done to their child, would pay them a visit and do the same
On that same date, when their son was taken away, trouble occurs
The image visioned in its own frame, without what's remained from the world
They couldn't stand the vicious beast of the image scarring their souls
Who is the beast? The secret that the breeze of the air holds
A broken image haunting their past, removing what's left from sight
But their lives gone! As each one rests a knife in their chest tonight
Who is the beast? The truth must speak, it will haunt you
I am the beast fools! I murdered the child, with his parents too
Those were the results of A Broken Image, so learn this today
A Broken Image, I Am..................throw all of my pictures away!
Make sure you read both choruses, they're different.
-Scar
Peace