Pure evil, contained in those eyes
Yet I can't tear myself away.
I know what he could do to me
Yet I stand before him unafraid.
Knife in hand, still stained with blood
But I will no longer run away.
Day in and day out, all is white
I don't belong here, I told them I'm not crazy.
Across from my cold cell is his
But in the end it doesn't matter anyway.
Are you kidding? It was only a dream?
I should never have woken up then.
An angel from perfect head to perfect toe
Blonde hair, strong build, arms to hold me tight.
Blue jumpsuit, from when he escaped
And ever-present knife faithfully by his side.
That cursed night every late fall
I deck myself out and watch, I wait, I pray.
I'm hoping he will make a triumphant return
Then I can come out of hiding, come out and play.
All dressed up in my Halloween best
I lie in wait with my own gleaming weapon.
Soon as he's here, I run outside
I stalk behind him, intent to kill and serve.
"As long as I am here for you, Michael
I will destroy anyone who threatens you."
The words come out in a whisper as I walk
My own knife raised as I follow my love.
He enters the home and I follow suit
I branch away because I know who to look for.
I search for her, but she is nowhere in sight
If I go back empty-handed, I will fail him.
I go back anyway, to find that he has killed
The bodies lie lifeless on the floor.
He sees me, and I look back at him
Eyes are black, dead behind his ghost-pale mask.
I feel his large hand on my neck suddenly
But I do not struggle; I am not afraid.
Instead I smile, sick and hollow, at him
My shivering hand clasps on his wrist.
I wish I could see his face, but that's alright
I'll settle for just a brushing touch.
Bruising force as he throws me down
Something cracks, and I know I am finished.
I scream his name with my lips curved up
He kneels, deciding to let me die slowly.
I hold his hand and laugh softly to him
As he silently apologizes for what he must do.
I know I can never really be with him
But who ever said I couldn't dream?
In my fantasies I will always love him
I'll be there, waiting in my sequined mask.
And though an angel's visage may show
Dark eyes reveal the devil trapped within.