So many voices
So many different voices
Calling out to you and
To all who draw too near
A vivid, shining thing that
Brings no shadow of contentment
Only raw obsession
Yearnings in the dark

Pure pain and dull, blank numbing
Heavy emotion and indifference
The feel of cold, hard metal
On fingers shrouded in darkness
Thinking vile thoughts
While you listen to the voices
So many different voices
Tidings of ruthless seduction
Whispers and suggestions
That all is well and right

To become unseen, to fade
Was not the charm of evil
Succumbing to the power
Clutching rings in grimy hands
Snatching fish with fingers
Long and cruel, yet helpless
Slaves of golden gleams.

Life naught but relentless toil
Trudging on and on for ages
Eating at your shrinking heart
Gnawing at your bones
Your sole friend is your precious
Your one, your only love,
While you long for it forever,
You hate it in your heart

So many voices
So many different voices
Calling out to you and
To all who draw too near.
A vivid, shining thing that
Brings no shadow of contentment
Only raw obsession
Yearnings in the dark