Death of a Shadow -Bounce
As the scorching sidewalk eagerly thirsts for the fallen sweat off a human brawl
I am there but a puppet of your every whim, the featureless one mimicking ya’ll
An existence on an ever changing back drop, just a random distortion
A projected entity without identity, a silhouette of various proportions
What purpose do I serve? I’m like the walking invisible alone in my gloom
The lost & forgotten side kick, the one time companion in a dimly lit room
A blurred image and soul less reflection, upon further inspection quite crude
Out of focus & skewed, just once I yearn for the brilliance the visible exude
I’m the very definition of on the rebound, I’m bounced from the heavens
Onto the shadows of hell, a fractured representation, a faceless brethren
I have no volume, weight or mass by any conventional measure present or past
I thrive only in the realm of sight, and face death only on the darkest of night
Yet my premature demise is a direct result of your peoples wondering eye
Caught up in a frantic pace, your way word race has little time to waste
On a glimpse of their own being, I’m but another shadow cast in vain
My pain will never be felt, but w/o recognition………………................…...………..
…………………………….........................it’s certain death this shadow is dealt!
Death of a Shadow -Lyric
Scoundrels prowl the earth in the absence of the shining beacon above
All that was loved must scurry from the darkness inhaled by lungs
The night hides their figures, burned impressions on the walls
Flickering in and out of sight, then fading to the ground
Evil walks among us, but we think that we’re in control
Cause we walk among evil, stamping on it with our souls
They are lifeless always mimicking, mocking us as they glide
And you know this to be true, everyone has a dark side
Plotting against humanity, waiting for the perfect time
To take their true shape and form, to rise but never shine
Prefer the moonlight to all, where they can hide themselves
No one ever likes to roam, where only shadows dwell
Instinct keeps us away, but curiosity calls us out
Even in the day, when we can see them all around
Only at noon are we finally safe, but as the sun sinks low
Resurrected from nothing, the death of shadows is impossible
Death Of A Shadow -Sharp
My being travels back and forth throughout the seven twilight oceans,
Staring at clouds, trying to find a moment when the sky's eye opens.
But she tries to hide from me, behind the horizon line she screams.
She despises me. I'm a dead dog compared to the guys she sees.
Sick of her past lovers that continue to curse me from their graves,
They laugh at the fact I'm stranded on a hearse carried by waves.
Her ferocious Father pounds me for days without any hesitation.
He has a nasty habit of drowning men and causing devastation.
I'm coughing up enough salt to preserve my dead body with.
I hold a gun to my mouth that she deserves to rob me with.
Steal my soul, hold my heart hostage, but that's cliche'.
I cry in this little boat as I watch my hands decay.
My tears become lost among ocean water.
Just waiting for an unspoken slaughter.
Too bad her eye shines for the fallow,
She's a dying light for my shadow.
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