Eighteen years,
on your way to hell.
Demons bow before you,
they sure do know you well.

Can't stop to think,
can't tell wrong from right.
Continue down the dark path,
when you have forsaken the light.

Dark and bleak future,
A shadowy presence overtone.
Continue down this same old path,
you'll never will atone.

You can't avoid what's already in you.

06/20/2002

Posted on 06/20/2002
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