Friday, April 18, 2014

Heavy Metal....for John Sutter




What price gold?
Oh....the sacrifice to hold
the precious piece in my possession
The introduction to my buried obsession
More, more, quench my thirst
Take, I can take if I find it first
Courting my overwhelming greed

My steps encumbered, know the impede
Of my ever building lecherous lust
My own instincts I no longer trust
What price this magic from the river bed
Never have I known my life so dead
Rewind and turn back time's hands
I would, returning to my simple plans
If only I had never bent down
To the call of the demon drowning in the ground
In the deepest parts of the depths of me
I curse the day I discovered alchemy
The current delivered me a life unsettled
Too costly to carry, this heavy metal

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