Under the guise of loving eyes, he came.
Softening me with smiles that flattered
Honey stained lips that chattered
Of new and brighter days

Take my hand, he said with a grin
Enjoy life's twists and spins
There is nothing more to fear
For I'll always be near

Even when you want to run
And life with me has lost its fun
When the mask has fallen,
In the end, it's my name you're callin'

Here I sit
Lost inside my head
Wrapped around a blanket
Of existential dread

There's no way out; I've lost my faith
In everything but you; I hold dear
In your arms; there's nothing left to fear
I'll see you again between roses and razor blades

If I told you that I love you
Would it even matter
The blood's beginning to spatter
Hold me as I fade into the abysmal darkness

"The haunting, hunted kind..."
~ Pilot's Dream

I dreamed I met a little boy.
A most amazing child.
He smiled at me, but didn't speak a word.
The wind was all I heard.

I followed him down a crowded alley,
filled with scowls and empty stares.
He walked among the wicked and the vile,
the endless mercantile.

Suddenly, there came
a howling, bitter rain.
The child reached out his arms
and smiled at me again.

The crowds cowered to run,
the cleansing had begun.

He looked about the room
turned his smile on her
Those big, brown eyes, they flashed
she saw a ripple in his fur

Hypnotized by caveman magic
she surrendered to his charms
Took vows of matrimony
and fell into his arms

He drags her by the hair each night
has his way with her
She teaches him to party hearty
and she calls him Sir

He's a caveman, yes, a throwback type
he's just a little crude
But he's got more than boyfriend before
and you should see him nude