CAMELOT FANTASIES

Do you feel better dear?
Now that you’re caught
You’ve new things to fear
With the blood on your hands
The danger zone
The crazy tone that bothered you
Tormented slaughter
Of another’s daughter
Innocence destroyed by your slashing
Bone against bone
Remorse set in
Or will you claim the crazed affliction
That made you sin
Squeezing out the life
By closing in
Closer still
Against your will
Demons playing a different song
Much altered now that you go along
The blood seeped through
Crimson red until they are dead

In retrospect you could have walked away
Cleared your head
Egomaniacal tendencies in your stead

Unbeknownst the lessons you dread
Lust befallen love drowned into hate
Feel sorry now
That’s it’s too late

~Divine