Müninn
28-11-2006, 17:26
Alone in the dark he sits,
Fearing once again the Grand Deceiver
The haunting never ends.
The Grand Deceiver, the Great Tormentor
Bringer of Lies, Arbiter of Hate
What crazed delirium shall he receive today…
In the night, he sees the eyes
Shining red, shining pain
Shining hate, shining death
The dark envelops him,
And he feels the Deceivers reek upon his neck
The foul demon never quits
Again he comes, relentless
It cannot be, the events seen
But it’s there, in his mind
No denying what he sees
But how, how could it be
It must be a lie…
The Grand Deceiver strikes again,
But somehow, this all feels real.
For once, he might be the bringer of truth
Showing what’s real,
However painful it may be
Showing the end of what he though was meant to be
Maybe it was he, who was the deceiver
Denying his own truths
For fear of the pain
The Grand Deceiver
Is his own
Those eyes, his own…
Fearing once again the Grand Deceiver
The haunting never ends.
The Grand Deceiver, the Great Tormentor
Bringer of Lies, Arbiter of Hate
What crazed delirium shall he receive today…
In the night, he sees the eyes
Shining red, shining pain
Shining hate, shining death
The dark envelops him,
And he feels the Deceivers reek upon his neck
The foul demon never quits
Again he comes, relentless
It cannot be, the events seen
But it’s there, in his mind
No denying what he sees
But how, how could it be
It must be a lie…
The Grand Deceiver strikes again,
But somehow, this all feels real.
For once, he might be the bringer of truth
Showing what’s real,
However painful it may be
Showing the end of what he though was meant to be
Maybe it was he, who was the deceiver
Denying his own truths
For fear of the pain
The Grand Deceiver
Is his own
Those eyes, his own…