If only I could know the future,
To know what I have to butcher.
Is it my desire or my fear,
How can I see clear?
A whisper from the dark,
Where all my demons sit and lark.
What can I do for me,
What can I do for you?
Am I ready for the part?
I just need a little spark.
Between two worlds I wait,
Worried of the bait.
Please Angels, have your take!
©phantom
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