Temptation
By Markus Pope
submitted on: 1999
I hear you calling
Your words appalling
I see you entering my mind
Leave me alone
My mind is my own
I have no room for your kind
Please stop screaming
My ears are bleeding
I can feel my head swell
I hear your lying
My eyes are crying
I don't want the words you tell
You bastard demon
Implant your semen
I can tell that's what you want
I'll grow the seeds
That feed your needs
But find another soul to haunt
God, take the voices
Tempting my choices
Please free me from this hellish fire
Shut out the searing
Temptations I'm hearing
Don't leave me with this devil's desire